Few besides my closest and limited friends know me as a funny, interactive, and a nice guy. Hell, maybe not even then see me like this. But majority's perception regarding me is a lot darker. And not necessary a wrong one. Defined by nature, I'm not an easy to stand around guy. I'm kinda possessive, and reticent to all new faces around. I'm bitter-sour and easily capable to create discomfort. Capable to consume your air in a matter of seconds and create an angst environment. Maybe, all cause I've screwed things up so many times, maybe a lot more than a person should get. In all my days I've been sincere, and deceiving. Pain absorber and damage dealer. And maybe cause not even today I feel I was placed right in time. I seem more than slightly different, and although very adaptable, I feel no excitement to do it. I crave for moments and desire contexts that vanished long time before my birth. After a few drinks I might really believe in reincarnation. And no longer can assume that all I'm feeling it's a teenage normal behavior. Almost 23 now biologically and spirit-wise, definitely more than that.
Quoting a song, I can find that the real reason for me being here, it's due to a temporary overburdened hell. Stuck on a waiting list, ignored with mastery by the clerks there, there isn't much for me to do. Maybe I'll just keep posting daily on this blog while you'll wonder if a person like me really exists. Or even if I should exist...
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