My name is Camellia Yavari, and what I post doesn't relate to what is going on in my head. It comes from my heart. This blog could be abandoned by me tomorrow, like every other online site I've ever had. But for now, maybe I can share my perspective, and possibly help you through something I once went through, where I was alone.
After all, maybeshewill.
My name is Camellia Yavari, and I repeat. My mind is plagued and tainted. My heart is the only pure thing left, so I'll let it speak.
And the same when autumn comes,
Cold air I breathe in my lungs.
Somethings new but nothings changed,
Familiar feelings just the same.
Soon too the warm air comes by,
Lie back and stare at blue skies.
Thinking back away and from,
When I'll be here and you'll be gone.
