contrast against what im wearing everyday.
on my body, my face, my feet, my mind and me.
my dream is supposedly bright with it in the background, but like this post now, it carries a whole new meaning to its hollowness.
people goes through the pain to see the beauty,
i go through the colours to see the white.
in the water i see myself.
struggling against the colours in my life.
what/who am i fighting against? why am i fighting?
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment