Why We SmileWhy we smile.I've wanted to run, I've wanted to hide.I've wanted to screamand do it while I cry.I've wanted to hurt,Over disappointment and defeat.I've wanted to suffer,Simply because I deserve it.But then I breathe.I sleep and I think.I hear and I smell.And effortfully see
Things are what they are,and so shall I be.I talk, I joke, I laugh.I walk, I fear, I get pissed off.But I'm happy meanwhile
Which is why we smile.
ViceVice.Hum, you react curiously.I should stop doing this, you state dubiously.
Enough is enough, you tell the mirror,Never again! With decided demeanor.
Happened again, you facepalm your face,But this is the last! You swear post haste.
Argh, you frustrate at the ceiling,I don't want this! Is your honest feeling.I need to stop
you need healing.
*stares blankly*, you're running out of statements.Why
? You're filling up with questions.
, you despair.Why can't Iyou grab your hair.This is You don't feel they care.I am And you know it' not fair.
Bah I can't...you accept your bane.It's just who I am
you sacrifice to be sane.I just have this
trait. You have a curse.It's got you as its prisoner,Got your heart locked where it wants,Turns you into a feeder,So it can do what it wants
And you can but watch it unfold
Face it, you have no control. SO GO!Feed y
Last AirBender, Book 4: Ch2:3Chapter 2 The Fire Princess Returns Part 3 The Return of a Warrior.In the South Pole, Pakku and Gran Gran still hoped.Last they had heard, Aang and Katarra had been carried away in a fire nation ship. They hoped, helplessly, that they would manage to escape, and simply return. When a silhouette was seen, approaching the tribe, they hoped it was Aang. But it could easily be an attacker, so they readied for one.But to Pakku's surprise
to everyone's shock
it was Sokka.He had the worn down body of a hunter who had lived off the dangerous wild for years. Because that was exactly the case; he had grown athletic, even muscular, and as he approached the gate further, a little hunched, one could see he carried his meteorite sword on his back, a warrior helmet on his head, a ragged uniform on his figure, and a bunch of new scars.Most of all, he had a look of seriousness and seasoned experience that was intimidating.They opened the gate, and