who.
when everything stops and its just you and the moment.
ever have that boiling rage
when you see yourself screaming at someone
for something completely irrelivant to the current situation
and wondering why you're even screaming at them
because they have nothing to do with it?
like being trapped in a body you know is yours
but have no control over?
have you stopped yourself, wide-eyed to stutter an apology
and think what a fool you must look,
as you mutter "what came over me"
and then go spend some time looking in the mirror?
sometimes we are who we are.
but most of the time, i think, we don't have the slightest clue.
ever have that boiling rage
when you see yourself screaming at someone
for something completely irrelivant to the current situation
and wondering why you're even screaming at them
because they have nothing to do with it?
like being trapped in a body you know is yours
but have no control over?
have you stopped yourself, wide-eyed to stutter an apology
and think what a fool you must look,
as you mutter "what came over me"
and then go spend some time looking in the mirror?
sometimes we are who we are.
but most of the time, i think, we don't have the slightest clue.