segunda-feira, 7 de abril de 2008

Other.

You find that other and wish to run away. You can't. Trapped inside a cocoon yourself create, and you cant break free, you cant run away.

No running away.

But who is that other? I find it and want to run away. But why? Why?
There are other and I dont wanna run away from them. Why that one? Why exactly and precisely that one? Run away. I want to run away.
Close my eyes, get out, run away from that other.
The other side, the other reality, the other hope.


The other me.


1 comentário:

Fuzz' disse...

I've seen 50% percent of your friendship, show me that other 50% :)
kiss*