What is the world trying to tell me?
Universe, I know that you place people and situations before me for me to figure out.
These people, they're a blessing, I'm sure.
Their purpose, is crystal clear.
For me, however, what is this supposed to mean?
My sixth sense is intensifying...
Sensing all and everything that was and is...
Information overload, begins.
These people are genuinely good...
Trust them, I do. More than I should.
"Always remember the biggest threat in the room." My friend told me once.
Myself. I think, as I remember his words.
I am always the biggest threat to myself.
Surrounding me are people who are chess pieces and the information overloads causing my paranoia.
Genuine. These people are genuine. Don't push them away.
To the universe, I'm thankful, but I'm still not sure what their meaning is.
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May 12, 2019
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Assurgent Construction
PoetryA poetry collection of an American Filipino. the following expresses his thoughts and emotions as he studies abroad. This is the second book in Culture Distortion.
