For the past 20 years I kept asking myself this questions :
Where am I ? and who are they ?
And I came up with nothing !!!! I believe I was suppose to do it in this way…..
WHO AM I ? AND WHAT I WANT ?
I thought I was different in sort of , but being different doesn’t mean you’re special because I am not . I am weird and a freak in some way .
Nothing seems as it is. And knowing the truth is much better at least you can now expect the worst to come.
Life is not about finding happiness nor love nor family not even in the people around you. All that turn to be fake !!!!
What do we live for ? I sometimes wonder .
Days were passing , life was moving but nothing changes and I still didn’t know where am I ? I got sick of all this … can a human be like this !
What do I see is it true ? where am I ?
There are many unfinished things in my life that need to be settled . I have unfinished poems , a novel that I left unread, a song that I didn’t complete and a dream that was waiting to be accomplished but I guess that is too much to do . I started working on them but never really completed them . Maybe it’s time to take a deep breath.
Death is near , I feel it conquering me and not gonna be here any more ; maybe that is what it’s all about !