Vividly Yours

False Smiles

They smirk and giggle, giving me that false thought of acceptance. Saying I'm good enough so long as the cash flow is like niagara falls. I would scream if it weren't for the duct tape over my lips, because stifling me is easier then hearing. And hearing is easier than listening. And walking away is quite the opposite of never coming in the first place. But they smile and laugh and tap my chin with a "good job kiddo," though they never stayed to watch the play. The play of the story of the script of the life of the girl, no they never stayed because heaven only knows this life would be too boring for simple minds and artichoke hearts. You're making me sickly and I need some medication for the plague that is your negativity over charm and bliss. I would rather fall into nothingness while trying then never to have tried at all. Touche dear lady, blond hair and snowy eyes, touche!