6. Me you see… about me… I dislike change it feels so strange afraid to try i wonder why Time does fly but not so high it runs its race around my face and people die by and by. am i wrong to want to live long so much fear around here still the clock with its tick tock does mock me and knock me. me never ever ready or steady only afraid in the shade of a flimsy masquerade.
I Find it easier to express myself with poetry or In images.
There is always such disarray and conflict… I continue to be overwhelmed by life