| Sunday, March 04, 2007 |
| A Lie |
It’s no wonder that we go on dreaming as we have. All the things that surround us are just a shadow of what they really are. Nothing is real anymore.
Crossing a large meadow I forgot what I came for. A blue sky that turns to gray and the sun never shines again. It’s something out of a fairy tale. Something come out to haunt me.
I forgot what I am; my dreams and hopes all washed away. It’s creating a new person, a new character, a new image. And this isn’t really me, but it’s what I have to be right now.
I’m adapting to a new being, to a new body and a new world, for all that I thought was real proved to be a lie. Misery is just around the corner, eluding my view. It’s just as well for I have no strength to face it right now.
So this is me kidding myself, watching everything through tinted glasses. A black and white world turned blue. Shades of blue and green, everything failed to be what it seemed and it’s all just upside down.
I’ll go back to where I was, go back to the real me, go back to my original self where everything was real, or as real as can be, but first I must live out the lie, I must burn this stage in which I find myself so when I do go back to me, I know that everything is as it should be. |
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