Can you see me?

I don't know if you can.

People often pass me by.

You don't know me but I'm going to give you a glance inside my head.

I'm glad nobody knows who I am cause if you did you would think I'm pretty screwed up.

...I guess I am. More than people think.

My "name" is Sage. I'm a girl, I go to Lone Peak High School. We are world class.

Hehe that is shit. We aren't sorry to break it too you.

I'll just tell you know I'm extremely self conscious. But I don't care, you don't know me and you never will.

Honesty is the best policy.

Damn it, shoo little voice in my head.

Trees, stars, galaxies, boys, macaroni, music, tumblr, rage, rain, poems, mumbling incoherently, thrifting, art, sleeping in his bed, disney.

I wish I could sew. I'm terrified of loving someone getting married and divorcing. My eyes hurt. I'm always hungry. People tell me I'm skinny but I don't think so. If I see you bulling someone I will F you up.

I stutter sometimes. Can you see me cause I'm hiding.... Behind a blog. Under my covers. Behind a mug of tea. Behind smiles and giddiness.

Can you see me cause I want you too. But I don't.

I'm a contradiction.
I'm that weird girl in class who zones out.
I'm the tears spilling over your eyes.
I'm the chalk being dragged loudly across the board.
I'm the weird laugh you probably hate.

Don't look to hard I don't want you too see.

Sage