my dreams,,
i have many, they're all weird in their own way. i used to dream about flyying, but im losing those these days. i havent been able to grow wings and feel the wind blowing on my face for a while. And then there were million about the loved one, i would wake up with tears & try to fall asleep again, the dream stops there, i wish it'd continue. Then i really wake up, look around, it's another school day, dreams would never be more than dreams, reality demands so much more. Rainbows & butterflies? fucck that, I gotta answer my alarm clock.
to the stranger;
everyone is no more than strangers when they first know, so it's funny how some get so close, too close, & others remain no more than prejudice. I was on the train today, looking around, everyone carried a tired face sumwhat, there was a BIG man LOL with a beer belly; a middle aged lady reading MX; a hot ass chick dressed in full black and had hair i wanted badly. It was easy to judge, but who knows, they all carry a different story, and it's a miracle itself that we would be in that very same carriage, heading to different directions, into our own lives. to all the people i just aint lucky enough to meet yet, hope everything goes well, stay true to yur heart, love, & im sure yu'll be loved =)
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