Falsehoods of the Looking-Glass

there once was a girl who thought she could change the world. she's older now.

androgynous but for the obvious. short brown hair and eyes to match. a key. pale but not in the pretty manner.

it looks like i'm okay. but i suppose i am not.

i decided not to care today.

here's a story of when i loved two people. one was my life, but she told me that i wasn't like the raven or the demon and that she couldn't pretend i was. she left me. the other is her unknown admirer, not the one she chose. he i would have gladly loved, but when the sun shines the moon can't be seen.

so i'll go to bed now.

alone as always.