Tuesday, October 23, 2007 8:16 PM
placid docility
just to hone my acting skills
for the few hours i actually spend at home
speak only when spoken to
an expressionless visage
dainty, controlled movements
eyes always lowered to the ground
never denying, always acknowledging
sweet silence
and always that docile expression
there will be no more life or spark in the girl that lives at home
just a puppet, a marionette, without a will of her own
for i can be a harvard duck
and you will never be able to get to the real me
and it takes more than an ice cream to try to make peace
if you actually have the sincerity, then actually think about what you can do to change, to put things right
but then again, you never did have that sincerity
and i can't expect much from a unicellular organism either
i'm fair
