"Laziness grows on people; it begins in cobwebs and ends in iron chains." (Thomas Buxton)

From tired eyes
A girl so fragile
Beholds all that is not hers.

She hides in repetition-
Hides in safety.
Is it love?
Or her heart slowly breaking…

She claims her dreams,
But fears to live them.

There’s no danger in mediocrity.

She learns to mask it gracefully.
Devestation with a strong drink.