Chicken Congee and Chinese Donut
Peace.
I feel like everything will be alright, but there's so much I miss. I think of everything that was. Why? When everything is supposed to get easier, why am I moving backwards? I'm not sure whether it's my state of constant dehydration or whether it's my mental state, but I keep feeling dizzy.
Everything seems to be catching up with me, and the holiday couldn't come any sooner. But I'm worried. Will everything become more lonely? I picture myself in the gardens near Greville Street, reading and listening to music, before realising that I have no one to sit with... I don't want to have that feeling. It scares me.
I was so happy with the person I was, I just wish I could find that confidence, that independence and that spark I was so happy with. I need a rejuvenation, a reinvention, a revolution.
Everything will be alright.
///Arrogance.
I went there to collect some things
And all I collected were memories.
I looked in the mirror and saw my face
and felt right, like a belonged.
I feel like I've stolen something from you
And Indian-giving is something I do
But what is there to do
when I make up my mind.
I feel like everything will be alright, but there's so much I miss. I think of everything that was. Why? When everything is supposed to get easier, why am I moving backwards? I'm not sure whether it's my state of constant dehydration or whether it's my mental state, but I keep feeling dizzy.
Everything seems to be catching up with me, and the holiday couldn't come any sooner. But I'm worried. Will everything become more lonely? I picture myself in the gardens near Greville Street, reading and listening to music, before realising that I have no one to sit with... I don't want to have that feeling. It scares me.
I was so happy with the person I was, I just wish I could find that confidence, that independence and that spark I was so happy with. I need a rejuvenation, a reinvention, a revolution.
Everything will be alright.
///Arrogance.
I went there to collect some things
And all I collected were memories.
I looked in the mirror and saw my face
and felt right, like a belonged.
I feel like I've stolen something from you
And Indian-giving is something I do
But what is there to do
when I make up my mind.
posted by Christopher at
11:04 PM
1 Comments:
Yeah, you're right. Everything will be alright, eventhough it doesn't look like it now. You are becoming a stronger person as you know how to be critical of yourself and be positive.
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Anonymous, at Wednesday, July 05, 2006 4:57:00 PM
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