Expectations! the word that has broken the lenses I use to see the world. Smiling his the art I keep on practicing every day just to keep up with the worlds expectation....at night the claws from beneath my bed pull off all the art work I did during the day exposing my damaged soul beyond explanation. "What a perfect young man" ,are the words that befits my definition,,,thats only during the day has my pretence gets all the appreciation.
A broken heart with a broken soul those are the two things I can't show to avoid...