We are in our physical entiretyBeings of stubborn constitutionHolding so dearly in our palmsAlms of egoistic waywardness Our eyes cloaked by the deceit of generationsCould it be, that those who know better walk amongst us?Living in ridicule, shunned into silenceBy our inability to set aside our burdenous lies Have we been made so accustomed to … Continue reading Will we ever know?
Years in silence, my existence is vague | I look for answers, but find more questions instead | I ask myself often, who am I? | what is it that I believe? |what makes me happy? | Am I even real? | or am I just like one of those matryoshka dolls- Just layer after … Continue reading What