The New Awaken

At dawn, a new man awake. The man rises to face the rising sun with its failing iris, stuck in a body of imperfection, the vision which saw the between of right and wrong...Reality.....he is awaken from the long slumber and new to this world.... The New Awaken

Wednesday, January 24, 2007

Being Me 032

Being Me

Being average
i struggled like others.

Being short-sighted
i missed looking many things.

Being fair-skinned
i hate the scorching sun.

Being tall
i suffered from back pains.

Being stress
i slept to avoid reality.

Being lonely
i yearn for a companion of love.

Being in Love
i never been very successful.

Being naive
i got hurt by people.

Being hurt
i stopped opening my heart.

Being recluse
i never wanna get out.

Being alone
i found power in solitude.

Being older
i become a little wiser.

Being wiser
i hate the world even more.

Being myself
i begin to love myself.

Being Lohrene
i am the new awaken.

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