Mysteriously Hot.

Currently blogging in my car because I would probably be too lazy once I get home. No colourful post today. Boohoo ): I'm just gonna compose a poem? I'm not sure whether it will turn out as a poem but whatever. Enjoy (:

We want to fulfil our cravings,
But we want to be tempted at the same time.
We don't want to be lied to,
But we are too afraid to know the truth.
We have so many questions,
But do we want it to be answered?
We all crave for attention,
But we call others "attention seekers"
We complain 'til our hearts content,
But we do nothing to change it.
We want to love somebody,
But we're too afraid to get hurt.
We are always impatient,
But we want to create the suspense.
You want the world to accept you,
But you can't even accept yourself.

We humans demand a lot,
But in the end,
What the fuck do we really want?

Love Rachel*