Anomaly

Weeks were slow, months were fast. Moments were quick, but memories won’t last. Time goes on, I grow older. Finding myself, becoming colder. Every thought is a key to my future, every step closer to who I am. I walk down the street, eyes follow and taunt. My style is different, temperament liberal. Anomaly is my second name. The capricious are uncertain, but have charisma. … Continue reading Anomaly