Sunday, March 30, 2008

Life is a never ending Interpretation

Life is a never ending interpretation . . .

Looking people's ways of talking, ways of behaving, and ways of looking, I have to interpret what they really mean.

Sometimes I misinterpret them and they interpreted me wrongly. At that times, the balance between me and people goes wrong.

Now, I'm too tired of doing this . . .

I feel myself as a clam who wanna stay inside its shell, who is so sensitive to touch with the air outside the shell . . . May be emotional inertia . . . It's been so long I've been far away from using my brain and challenging. Obedient makes me dump.

I also get the habit of "Ignore".

These days, I don't feel my existence . . .

(bs)

2 comments:

  1. i 'm reading ur poems n realized something
    u do have talents on poem.
    don't waste it away.
    use it.
    start writing for others !

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