Turn a blind eye to changing times,
A blend of fate, times and luck will lead you to your path,
A choice between the blues and sunshine,
A telescope of the heart,
A dazed sculpture you'd like to believe is you,
A companion whirling around the road of destiny,
A thrusting smile you couldn't refuse,
In the end it's just your strength which will keep you from being lonely...
It's strange how the world seems to become from nebulous to crystal clear, how just one individual becomes a part of this vast world. Lucidity strikes you with it's sharp arrow and then you find yourself amusing. Humans are very strange each of us think we are perfect. We believe our lives are so though and try to console ourselves.We believe our former problems are so easy. We grow, we live, we see,we create ,we feel, we love each other, we hate, we couldn't give a damn and we basically try to go beyond and try to know the reason to each activity.
This transformation from a little girl in her own world of dreams to well, a angsty teen who is still very much in her own world of dreams but a different one is happening to me. I've got barely five months to finish school and five months to give my boards ( Shit!) and five months to commence upon a new journey. I really wonder where I'll be. I want to dive into world where the strangest mysteries are revealed, science. I would say I love a variety of things but unfortunately I'm ignorant but I want to learn and to be more positive I will as time proceeds.
These are strange times but I feel these are the times I will look back to. Where will these eccentric times lead me to? But wait, I hold my own hand and it all depends on me. I am my own car through this viscous road.
No comments:
Post a Comment
Groove to the era