娃娃说

sober
at this moment of bliss

body move involuntarily
as if strings attached to my veins
the other end control by some freak

if only i can break free
i can be not just a ballerina
i can go wild
Ya not kidding, there's a rock chic hide underneath pretentious mask
bring on the hard metal music
i swear i'll dance till the final light goes down

I'm gonna stand still under the shone of high candle illuminance
because i'm ready to say goodbye

Shabbat Shalom

May your day of no work be peaceful.

Judgement

There were paragraphs missing here and there

People bubbling around

getting confused every time listen to their conversation

How about cover both ears up?

Paragraphs that missing create some cracklines

what left behind then?

feeling is strong enough to reconstruct them

somehow, words do not recognize each other

author having problem in putting them together

Like the old time, tax collector strolling down the streets accompanied by a German's sheperd

the odd is they collect money

but i collect story

I'd rather say story instead of memory

grey matter mixing psycho knowledge and visual observation

imagination links together to form some solid fact

not to fool intellectual

it is obvious

somehow, understand could do more harm than believe blinded

somehow, gave up is easier to take in than give in

somehow, evading eye contact open the flesh deep down others' heart

which way is right, which way is wrong

always is a subjective question

who the hell you are judging that