The thing about life is that it could never get you to just say "I am Good." sincerely. Being alive is hard as it is but there is much more to it than that alone. Dealing with the world or someone from the world is another stpping stone that needs to be conquered if you are to want to stay and get by....
In the Unknown World
Am I blind?
Why do I only see dark?
Is this really mine?
Or is it only for me to embark?
What is this feeling?
Why do I keep on asking?
Am I not allowed to answer for once?
Am I ruining the balance?
If people keep on knowing,
Why don't I keep on holding?
If animals keep on sleeping,
Why don't I keep on feeling?
I hear people mourning
I smell the milk soup that they're cooking
I am curious on what is happening
I ask, yet no one is answering
I feel the coldness chill
I can't move my heal
Am I stuck inside a refrigerator?
Or maybe in a zero degrees elevator
I seem to not know anything
Yet I am different for what it seems
I am not sure on what I am though
I would like you to help me and know
This feeling that I feel
Keep lingering through my ear
I can't help but cry
Where do I go and where am I?
Yes, I am lost
In this heavenly frost
Not knowing where to turn
Not knowing what to discern
I am in the midst of my insanity
Not knowing whether this is real of a fantasy
Why do I not know anything?
What am I to not remember everything?
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Of course, who would forget the feeling of being out there for the first time? With this experience we also have our first encounter with fellow humans don't we? Here's my thoughts about that...
What Jones Is
Creature of the night
Brings darkness and fright
Bewitching smiles and might
Could be impossible to see with light
Fangs, claws and bones
No one knows who captured Jones
Not leaving any clue under any stone
Or even a single car cone
