Diary of a pshyco freak:
today i stand before myself. Staring into the mirror i wonder who is this person staring back at me. whose hollow eyes are those and that nose were did that come from? i shudder and turn away. but then a smile suddenly lights up my face. A smile as crooked as my teeth. a light bulb goes up in my mind. i had forgotten about Sandy. My schitzo self. a perfect example of what happens if you watch too much grease. that is her nose and her eyes. not mine. no my eyes are a radiant blue. not blue like empty blue pits. today has ended all too swift and i lie down with sandy singing lullabye's in the back of my mind. i close my eyes and drift into a restless sleep.