Wonders what you may think of me
Did you feel it? A slight tremor in the puddle of consciousness
I! ME! MY!
Mother and father. School. Society.
Impressively the walls were built
Brick by brick lain in ignorance.
It is just that subtle. The voice whispering in the mind
Who are you?
Enlightened to my own selfishness
A sense of meaninglessness
I shall overcome. I will walk the path of my choosing, and if any other (soul) shall join me I will share my allotted portion of love that this universe has granted me
The ego shed
IwasworriedaboutajobandagirlfriendandifImattertoanyoneatall
The walls crumble and I am free now to taste beauty of each moment.
Jan 4, 2013
Jan 4, 2013 at 1:59 PM UTC
Wonders what you may think of me
Did you feel it? A slight tremor in the puddle of consciousness
I! ME! MY!
Mother and father. School. Society.
Impressively the walls were built
Brick by brick lain in ignorance.
It is just that subtle. The voice whispering in the mind
Who are you?
Enlightened to my own selfishness
A sense of meaninglessness
I shall overcome. I will walk the path of my choosing, and if any other (soul) shall join me I will share my allotted portion of love that this universe has granted me
The ego shed
IwasworriedaboutajobandagirlfriendandifImattertoanyoneatall
The walls crumble and I am free now to taste beauty of each moment.
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