美しい人 Kovitchi
Who am I?
What for?
For whom?
And who are these others around?
What do they want and what do I ?
I’m calling my mother. – But who is she?….
I grow, I change, I deny myself and accept myself, I cut myself into pieces and then sew it back together, I cut off the pieces from you, I pull out the threads and weave them into my robe of life. This is Frankenstein going out on the streets.
For a long time I am afraid to seem strange, but as others get used to me, my features and character traits, I realize they were not so striking, nor so unacceptable as (for…. to) to cause irritation, nor so interesting as (for….to) to attract attention, but were simply born with me (and) to part with them would mean losing myself……
Do you want to be like me or like you?
Why are you dancing alone?
Why are you afraid of love?
We never have an answer, but we know……
Love yourself and you will love others. The World will tell you “
yes”…..
I open my eyes this morning and discover a new faith ( religion / worship) – I believe in happiness. At night I go to sleep….but something in my mind never sleeps.
