Perspective

Passionate perspectives sit in a mystical confinement, cornered by judgmental thoughts.

Lack of confidence, constructed sorrow, settles underneath the appendix, begging for a spark of conceitedness that alters underneath the vocal cords, trapped from all tunes and vibrations.

A mind that sustains a steady pulse, and a heart that thinks, assembles insights about others and the surroundings around you, allowing you to speculate the beauty in every horror story.