the ugly writers

Cedars’ Box

By the time the sun rose to its zenith, the nation had filled the box with all its tears, dreams, fears, and hurts. Then it smoothed its outer veneer with forgiveness' sandpaper removing differences' rough edges and grudges' sharp edges.
the ugly writers

Personal Format

Personal Format To find or lose yourself simply format or align your life to another’s path. To confuse yourself simply right or left align conducts to expectations’ math. Failure is justifying yourself amidst a hurtful decline. Why feed fire another…

I Hate Myself

Making girls fall in love and then use them like a toy, leaving them when the need is done and satisfied, I can't even imagine such things. I am glad I am not one of those boys, but I hate…

Reality

Somebody told me I am just jealous because it’s her you are always talking to. Whenever she’s around I am always being ignored. For you, she is the center of everything. For you, she is always the best. I feel…