the world of tommorow
today is a day like every other.....but it doesn't have to be. sometimes i sit and wonder what it would be like. what ...... i do not know..... i have a fear of my own sense of self but i cannot define the reason. my life is full of holes that are not yet filled but the wonder of tommorow is still in our midst. i have only regrets in my days of happiness and i ponder over the sickness that was once captivated in itself but is now set free. i have no worry and yet no self-control. i live in a world full of people that do not see me, and i can not see myself, for i do not know who i am.





