They say:be authentic
But didn’t tell you how to "stay authentic"
How to stay authentic"YOU" how to stay authentic"ME"
When every encounter,every relationship urges me to leave parts of me .As a child i loved brown rock candy cubes,they were supposed to sweeten tea,but I preferred to taste the utter sweetness just by letting it dissolve in my mouth.
And I can’t help but see the metaphor in it now.
I am like a rock cube that meets tea,and without wanting it,I lose myself in it,I surrender my shape,and have no means to recollect what I gave.But with the heat of the liquid,I had no chance to stay whole.
The tea is still the tea,just sweeter.
But I ,I became just an adjective.