Life is a poem that only a few can enjoy

Sadness is my only company

What illusions do we draw to keep the smile on? What do we hide?

June is about accepting everyone who doesn't fit into society's unfair molds.

You're always clueless about your worth...

When the jar of fortune star lays empty...

I still can't decide...

I hold onto the fire inside me...

Autmn is the time to discard dead flowers...