Wednesday, November 6, 2013

Contemplating Reality


 
Sometimes, I don't like being an adult.
Most of the time, I don't mind being an adult.
 
Sometimes, I make choices against my will.
Most of the time, I make choices that bodes well with me.
 
Sometimes, I have to keep up appearances.
Most of the time, I am simply myself.
 
Sometimes, I just want to escape from reality.
Most of the time, I embrace my reality.
 
 
Contemplatively yours,

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