questions and thoughts and phrases
We live by a code. Of harsh words and harsher thoughs. Forgiven sins and cold grudges. I'm so full of thought and they're all flying off. Becoming little pockets of worry and thought and planning. So full of motions. Movement. I'm so full of poetry and it's nothing! So what does that mean?
I listen to the music but the words mean nothing anymore. They might as well be in a different languge. But I still love sitting out side when it's dark and very cold outside. I fall for easy jokes. And I laugh wholey when I do.
What am I but a woman. And it wasn't chosen. So how can I defend it's honor. Or even my race. Did I choose it? So am I defined by the person I've become or let myself become? What am I then? And what do I have the right to defend?
Do you love? Do you wake up every morning thankfull for the morning whatever blessings or tragedies it holds. But it should always hold atleast one. Do you love? Do you know what passion is? Or is it something remembered? And was it worth the memories?
What is living and beleiving? Is it religion and faith? Is it family and security? Is it freedom of movement and feeling? What is life?
Do you live? Really live? Every single day? Or do you get caught up in the routine and forget the color of the sun? Is the lawn just something you cut and grudgingly? Or is it full of living and living things? Is "I love you" only something you say at the closing of a conversation.
Just stop for one minute. And close your eyes. And feel everything.
open your heart, and love everything.
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