i think i want to say hello...
somedays i lose my identity...
i stand at the cross roads and suddenly i am asking myself, who am i? what am i? where am i? like a statue i gaze at the world moving around me, and i realise i am so alone. we all are. we are fortresses we build ourselves. citadels with walls so thick we cannot escape. we alienate ourselves from the rest of the planet. we are not islands. we are galaxies. burning our own egos and unable to stop and turn back. we have given ourselves a space. so wide and so deep that noone can cross it.
but with this space. this... wall. we protect ourselves from losing our war against society. we turn to our neighbours and see a reflection of ourselves. and it's this reflection that tells us who we are.
somedays, i cannot see this reflection. i see no good. no kindness. no gentle eyes that speak of warmth. all i hear are mindless chatters. this aggregation of sound. noise. white, white noise that makes no sense. and when i look at the people around me, i despair. i wonder what happened? where is the parity. the balance between good and evil. why do i feel so numb. insecure in my own thoughts, i melt away. and give in to whatever people feel of me.
there is a saying that we must never judge a book by its cover. i say, judge it. that is what its content speaks of. i sometimes chide myself for my shallow thoughts. but in that inspiration, i find myself. a quiet solitude. a refuge. a sanctuary. a citadel.
DuaGu
"Wasted..."