we are all private disasters.
we are all open-ended questions,
without forms without subjects
and often without direction.
who i am makes me no different
than who you are.
basically we are fighting the same demons.
we are all inside ourselves like secrets
banging against our insides
trying to get out
but when we get out
what will we do with
ourselves?
are we all forever
relegated to the undesired
double standard?
I just wish that I'm impregnable.
Happy Lunar New Year =) . The days had been crawling really slow for me lately. Not like I got anything done before I wanted it to, but I have tons debris of feelings in my innerself that want "these days" to just pass me by before i even realize it so that I could live the life i wanted without regrets... which in a sane mind would think that it is now infeasible... good job Arina.