I am not what other people think of me.
I binge.
I eat up.
I binge.
A mind warp of infinite proportions.
I am lost then unhappy when being found.
When I am lost ... forever.
All made up of fabulous metaphors!
I change the way I see myself in the world.
I feel the need to change.
It's an intuitive element of surviving.
Not Darwinism.
I am made of intent and intuition.
A spectacular combination of wisdom and
The will.
My objectives are not who I really am.
In the presence that nobody cares
Who you really are.
As I wait in this present moment.
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