read this poem somewhere. whoever wrote this i would like to ask him,
"how did you know my state of mind?"
not a word here, not a word there. it's esactly what i am feeling right now. it's truely a mysterious roller-coaster of life..A WHIRLPOOL OF SORTS.
it goes like this -
"Try to be pure at heart, they arrest you for robbery,
Mistake your shyness for aloofness, your shyness for snobbery
Got the message this morning, the one that was sent to me
About the madness of becoming what one was never meant to be"
thanks mr "anonymous" for giving words to my feelings..i was trying hard to do that. n i feel light already.