I met myself yesterday, I was talking
about me not being me. I was looking
different, but I was not really different,
I was evolved, yes I have become better,
Now I'm not afraid of living alone, though
I feel lonely everytime. I'm not scared of
darkness, because I have my own
darkness now. I can now think more about
love, about pain.I am edged,
I can now judge people, I can differentiate
between snakes and people who are family.
I am more vivid about what I am becoming,
perhaps I don't even need parents, because
I am independent now, maybe I've become
more intangible, more baffled. But do I really
am what I imagined myself, do I really have
become a person I thought I surely will be.
I am more prone to stress, I am
isappointed more often, I am emotionally
broken, hurt and unsatisfied with every
outcome. The one that I saw was lively,
he finds peace in the simplest things,
his favourite night was a night watching T.V
with parents, his morning was waking
up to meeting school friends, and playing
favourite games. He may have
misjudged people, but never tricked anyone.
He was not searching for love, he
wasn't wondering about what will
happen tommorow, He didn't felt lonely,
he was afraid of dark because he
himself was illuminated.
I wonder which 'me', i Love more.