bare, open, obvious to anyone who cares to pay attention;
but, some may choose to be ignorant,
choose to pretend not to see
why so? perhaps, i'm not ready to see,
i just want to look, skim over, and walk away,
feeling no different,
and pain remains far, far away.
sometimes i wonder if i'm masochistic,
or perhaps, everyone has this sort of tendency:
doing things that they know will hurt;
yet we're unable to stop
when will i learn?
i learned, no doubt about it,
but people can learn without ever using the knowledge
my eyes are sore,
lips red and swollen,
"are you sick?" --the most-asked question today.
why are my recent posts so melancholy?
must be the weather..
definitely the weather,
a weather i like
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