Silent Cries and Loud Tears.

The Silent Cries sneak up in my throat and show in my Loud Tears.

Happy Nights and Sad Days.

Happy Nights become my shelter and Sad Days reveil everything in me.

Confused Words and Unconfused Thoughts.

Confused Words pour out of my mouth and Unconfused Thoughts race through my mind.

I wake up to a fan landing on my head. I open my eyes in pain and take the fan off my face and sit up holding my head. I wonder why a morning like this has came upon me so harshly. The night before, I couldn't sleep. So I wrote more in my book called 'Facing Faces' and came online for a little while. I get back off and decide to try to go to bed even though I still have the thoughts running through my mind. I wake up to a fan on my face. I should rename my book to "Facing Fans." Ha Ha! Yeah so it really wasn't that funny. Anyways.

I don't know what's gonna happen to me.