trapped mind. knotted heart. a drained soul. loner.
people. why are people and conventional people like me get ourselves so bound up with conventions, circumscribe ourselves by normalities and expectations yet at the same time lament our inaction for change?
i am yes a walking contradiction who loves to understand people rather than be understood, who sees more impossibilities than possibilities and lives to hope for someone or something to enlighten...
we live to seek the lost Atlantis
yet breathe air thats so full of grief
and if Shangri La really exists
why now bother a Tiffany?
maybe someday someone something will enlighten me
and bring forth an oasis, a grassland and a fantasy
till that someday someone something arrives
i will happily pursue and stick to my Tiffany.
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