brainchild

I never try.
If I do try, you're not going to see it. Does a tree make a sound if it falls alone? Did I try if you weren't there to see it? If you can't feel it, is it still called love? So many questions, so philosophical, such an enigma, we sound so intelligent.

I hate being told what to do and even more so when this includes describing yourself. Let's just say I'm a confused & conflicted girl.

And the silence is deafening.