Today, a day void of feeling. Cold and drap. Inside and out. What causes me to feel apart from the rest of the world. Why is there no connection. I feel no empathy, nor am given any. My soul is good, my heart pure, my actions admirable - yet all are cloaked in a veil with no color.
I am not held to the earth by gravity. Social rules and norms do not interest me. I have no interest in meeting the sad expectations of others. Instead, I fly with my own wings. I breath and speak with my own mouth. I think and feel with my own brain. I make my own rules, and abide them.
I am.
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