The voices in my head became somewhat unclear and saturated these few days. Something is obstructing my eureka flow. I need to focus somehow.....
Memory is like a child walking along a seashore. You never can tell what small pebble it will pick up and store away among its treasured things...
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
I can't feel your craziness...
There were moments when i looked you in the eyes and said, "hey you know what, i want that." After that, its just "Fuck that". More and more i feel that life isn't how or what it seems to be; its tempting and filled with many distractions. Sitting by the screen, surrounded by teenagers spamming their life away with every key they pressed or clicks they hit with their fingers on keyboards and mouse. I can't help but to think, "Is this all they do? Thats it?". I don't know about them, but i do know i that i want something more in my life. Something in which i be able to tell the future kids about; something in which people would be able to read about; something about me.
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