nothing, mirror, secret.
01/04/2004 04:36 a.m.
i don't have much to say about anything,
but i'd rather say something about nothing
than all those who say nothing about something.

*

sometimes i'll doll myself up
and talk to my mirror;
and she, my reflection,
always says the same things:
"you're a tough girl, babe,
and that's what scares him away."
and i tell her,
"it's not beauty he wants,
it's normality. and to me
that's as ugly as it comes."
and she nods.

*

there's no more secrets
not to tell,
and everyone knows
that things are better when someone doesn't know them.
I am currently Bored
I am listening to silence