Please?
I have never felt true hunger , though is hungering with your eyes credible?
Looking everywhere in a cynical blur in contempt of other people.
Knowledge known but never revealed in my ancient mind until reminded...
is a beautiful thing, if known how to control.... Why? I control because like a
madman i will begin to question even my own sanity as i pick and weave through
humans destination to the end. If not what will happen to me, i will spiral to the
bottom like theres no more to drop to, and at the bottom i will ponder..should i
keep going, because at every end isn't there a beginning? Like when a VCR
comes to the end, doesn't it automatically rewind? Is the essence of time alike?
Let me wander my mind freely, and bother me not, as i enjoy myself, because
guess what? For once in my life i am.....teaching and learning at the same
time...as i think of what artist drew me on this world...I smile for the umpteenth
time of my life, though remember always. I'm not there, but your here....with me.
Copyright © Eliza Valtierra | Year Posted 2006
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