Here is a gothic girl, showing her anger against life with her facial expression, standing in a corner, alone on Prom Night... What else is there left to say?
Expession is perfected, I can feel bad for her. Alone, lost in a sea of happiness, of fulfillment while she stands, a single beacon of sadness among the crowd, a single shining ray of anger at how she's one of so few that have to stand alone, without a friend, without a date, without anyone
I think it's an irony really. All the dark, goth types are the ones that end up alone in the crowd but truthfully they are the friendliest of them all. At least that's what I've observed. Strange, isn't it; pushing them out just because they are different in some way.
I'm someone that dreams 24/7. Someone that doesn't sleep at night to avoid missing the sunrise. Anyone of them can be my salvation. My way out. The thing that will light up my life like it does with the rest of the world. My hope. Until that day comes, I will spend my days in school and nights in front of the TV, listening to music like any other would do. It's just that simple.
4 comments:
Awww, poor thing :(
I know, a loner :(
Expession is perfected, I can feel bad for her. Alone, lost in a sea of happiness, of fulfillment while she stands, a single beacon of sadness among the crowd, a single shining ray of anger at how she's one of so few that have to stand alone, without a friend, without a date, without anyone
I think it's an irony really. All the dark, goth types are the ones that end up alone in the crowd but truthfully they are the friendliest of them all. At least that's what I've observed. Strange, isn't it; pushing them out just because they are different in some way.
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