I never knew I was so tiny.. till today. Being made to realise what a petty thing I am isn't pleasant. I don't push the best I have. I always settle for what is offered to me. What is THROWN at me.
I always took it with grace and thanks. That atleast the broken shoe is still a shoe. But when I see people next to me reject their share and demand more, based on what is nothing but themselves, it angers me to no end. I can kill. I feel very small. Stamped on.
I can't take being stamped on any more. I will explode. I dread the day I do. I don't want to start the rampage. I will cool down after a while. This is just to remind myself of the heat. The heat of self humiliation. Of how I am the only one who takes things at face value. Someone who people don't hesitate to tell the truth to.
I will HURT them. I don't want to. I really don't.
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Frame
Under the blue sky,
and the cold moon,
They held hands till the break of dawn
Yes, in the night air,
And in the swirling clouds,
They made love till reason was gone..
and the cold moon,
They held hands till the break of dawn
Yes, in the night air,
And in the swirling clouds,
They made love till reason was gone..
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