What am I doing in this world...
were i made to walk in this world...
to see the secrets of the hidden sunlight...
the sickness of the dawn...
the perversions of the Innocent looks...
to feel the weight of a smooth and kind look of the unknown child...
i honestly don't get it..
do we have a mission, a miss understood to solve,,
a mystery hidden in our souls ready to be almost solved..
will i ever understand WTF am i doing in this piece of everything that i call world...
place for survivors, no place for the weak walkers...
no ideals ready to be used, no sources of contentment...
and IF I'm born to be a simple human being??
probably right..
But...
what is the human being...
this small taste of some sort of feelings..
i don't know what am i born to do..
i don't even know if it is right to think that i should even do something...
but one thing i know...
We all live cuz We Want to understand, Learn, Try, Create and Customize What We don't See.
Feb 2, 2010
What Am I Born to do...
Posted by A Walking Disaster at 1:17 PM
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3 comments:
I don't know why you were born, but I know this, I thank whoever bring you here, cuz I love you and meeting you was one of the nicest things in my life.
You're my best friend :3
Simplesmente genial (e olha k não o digo muitas vezes) hmmmmmm
thanks...vindo de alguem ke tem blog á mais tempo....é lisonjeador...
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