A Daisy Does Not Pretend to Be a Rose

Most of the time, I feel like collapsing in on myself. I feel like folding myself up into a small box and staying there, sitting in a corner of some back room, never to be opened again. You wouldn’t know this by looking at my Facebook, or my Instagram, or by even talking to me… Continue reading A Daisy Does Not Pretend to Be a Rose

At the End of the Day

I recently began writing a song called “At the End of the Day” and the very first line says “At the end of the day I’m still unhappy.” You see, the crappy thing about life is that with the highs come the lows, and sometimes I think I just get stuck down there in the… Continue reading At the End of the Day