Sunday, August 31, 2008
I'M JUST A KIDI’M JUST A KID!!!!
So tell me, do you remember how fun and crazy it was being a kid? I do like I always do.
Today, I’m already a 19 year-old future doctor, and looking back, I wonder what is it about childhood that never lets you go; even when you’re so wrecked it’s hard to believe you were a child?
You see, here’s my theory: KIDS CHASE THE LOVE THAT ELUDES THEM, AND FOR ME, and THAT WAS THE ZAHIR’S LOVE. HE KEPT IT TUCKED AWAY, LIKE RAGGED CLOTHES ON A BRIEFCASE. AND I KEPT TRYING TO GET INSIDE THERE.
As an always-kid-at-heart, I’m such a mule: I’m too stubborn to listen to others saying. I don’t value any advice from anybody because I concluded that I am the one responsible for the thing that I chose, and so I did stand up for it! I chase and chase that love until I got left and die .Maybe it was the hormones or maybe it was that of what Erik Erikson describes in his PSYCHOSOCIAL DEVELOPMENT THEORY, but it ain’t any of that, IT WAS SOMETHING STRONG AND TRUE… Too big for a kid like me to feel such thing. Oh well! I never knew it either, how the hell would I know what’s happening inside my brain, I haven’t been on diagnostic imaging examination such at CT scan, PET scan or MRI. All I can understand is this feeling, all I can make sense of is the clarity of that thing… OH WHAT D’YOU CALL THAT THING AGAIN? OH GOD KNOWS WHAT’S THE NAME OF THAT THING! All I can remember is that the feeling was so intense, and magical, and all that mixed stuff you feel when you feel inspired, happy and superfluous.
So many frustrating scenes I’ve been through, however, I’m still holding on.. I dunno why the hell!!! I didn’t conspired it to be that way…
Looking back, it eas fate that I found him… It was so innocent, and so young and so PAST TENSE…… In time I stopped thinking that. In time I came to view that event
The way you view an old photograph, it’s like just some place you went a long time ago.
OH WHAT D’YOU CALL THAT THING AGAIN?
IT MUST HAVE BEEN LOVE. AND I’M DONE WITH IT.
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