Paper Hearts -By Hannah Kennedy                                                            Fake. Heartless, and forever broken. I sit here, silently, forever unspoken. I do not care, about what's fair. Like you would even dare. Leave me out at the waist. This is not what I do. But these words I do not speak, talk about you. These flaws inside, I cannot hide, even when I try to put them aside. My solid heart, seeping and weeping. It cries out, for it is not strong enough to know what it is seeking. So empty, so fragile, how did I fail...?                                                                            I do not feel this way, I just write whatever is on my mind. I create music through writing, my voice, the piano, guitar, and the violin. I live my life with my music, and who I am is what I shall be. I am very quiet, but very outgoing once you know me. I am single, not gay, but bi or gay people make my day:) I love my gay or bi friends to death!! I love ALL types of music, except rap. Never did like it. I do have a facebook if you wanted to be real friends. It's Hannah Kennedy:) I do have a bipolar disorder, and can get either really happy, sad, mad, or depressed really easily. But music is the only medecine that really helps me. I am weird, but in a random, and good way:)

Just remember, if the world didn't su.ck we would all fall off. If God never whispered you and me, we would never be. If we all want to live forever, play the black and white notes together. We shall create something beautiful. Wait and see.