• sweatdrop My life is a shout. A violent curse that haunts me. The reality of the earthquake of sorrow shakes not only my body but my emotions. The humility. The hate. The bloody rage. No one may notice, it hurts after years. It hurts in a life of having to put on a smile. My smile doesnt shine. Theres no emotion but sadness. No love. Or joy. So know that my life is not a quiet whisper in the dark. The bright lights surrond me to the truth in life. Unveiling my naiveness, and leaving sarcasm, truth, and rage. Ending in a SHOUT!