I just felt like writing again, yeah, another late night up with nothing better to do than to write. Where will I write, I don't know. Why I write? Because I can fully express who I am, with or without the masks to cover my face and heart.
As I'm writing, I'm treated to watch the sun rise and the transition between night and day. The brilliant colors of dark blue fade away as it becomes a golden red or a powerful yellow that burns the skies and awakens the eyes. Mother Nature is truly the best artist.
Why am I up? I really don't know. Just stressed from things I make a big deal outta. I think I should just relax abit and calm down.
I Don't think I could last very long writing @_@ I'll write more later. Night
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