things change
i feel like a little kid amongst grown ups, speaking of things to do, my greatest ideas, stories of grandeur and adventure in excited short breaths, to be a part, to prove myself; while they look down upon me and hope i would understand better.
i still push, ,i don't know why, hope and happiness, ruin human life and also create it through their failures. i was at-least looking for a smile, to confess i was looking for trust, but only met with awkward formalities.
i still push, ,i don't know why, hope and happiness, ruin human life and also create it through their failures. i was at-least looking for a smile, to confess i was looking for trust, but only met with awkward formalities.
posted by lev at 11:59 AM
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things change, only to get back to where you left; the obscurity.
pretend.
materialistic-ize the self.
to bring joy, is beyond me, incapability. plagues me, my methods illogical, desperate. blabber but continues.
when i face the mirror i feel sorry for those who have to put up with the face; I have been given the "great gift" to not have to look at it.
2 b a kid amongst grown ups is a privilege few enjoy...accept it...and stop being so judgemental...try and live widout judgement for a while.
U have nothing to prove to anyone. You are who you are. Just live. Ocassional judgement on oneself is essential for positive growth, but frequent judgement o oneself stifles that very growth and spontaneity of life.
Live for a while. Leaving judging to another time.
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