it's was always complicated.
nothing as it seems.
everything seems something.
nothing seems something.

can't we interpret everything. nothing is ever easy. nothing worth doing is ever easy. maybe that's where i fall down. i feel full of hopeless dreams.

*sighs* do we all lie all the time? or is that just me. things could be easier. i make things so hard. so many hiddent truths.

"a cynic knows the price of everything and the value of nothing"