I’m living in a layer of my mind I never knew but I see other people in a way I haven’t, too I find idiosyncrasies in everyone I meet as I unlearn behaviors that were once a part of me
I’m living in a constant state of why and here and now but I beg every question leads me back to You somehow I carry conversations on with everyone I can as I begin to share the Words I trust are in my hands
I’m living in tomorrows like I should be in todays but I know that my future is not promised anyway I bury my own body and my thoughts before I should as I become a person who was never understood
“Ибо человек не знает своего времени. Как рыбы попадаются в пагубную сеть, и как птицы запутываются в силках, так сыны человеческие уловляются в бедственное время, когда оно неожиданно находит на них.” Книга Екклезиаста 9:12