Today is just another fairy-tale...
Here I am killing my time spending hours of reading. Hoping I would find ease in me. But this war is slowly killing me. How am I suppose to like the reality when all it does is bullying me? How am I suppose to live in fantasy, when happiness is dissolving me? I don't know which fate I would take. The road not taken or the road that had been worn?
I will create the fantasy that I can both be who I want to be and who I don't. Ironically, I don't know which I really am. Will you know someone who is mentally present but physically absent?
Here I am killing my time spending hours of reading. Hoping I would find ease in me. But this war is slowly killing me. How am I suppose to like the reality when all it does is bullying me? How am I suppose to live in fantasy, when happiness is dissolving me? I don't know which fate I would take. The road not taken or the road that had been worn?
I will create the fantasy that I can both be who I want to be and who I don't. Ironically, I don't know which I really am. Will you know someone who is mentally present but physically absent?
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