I don't feel any rage deep inside, I have never taken life that easy and I have never known a huge peace for such a time as now.
Sometimes, I wish I can feel some grudge within my heart.
I find my ease in contemplating people and looking deeply inside my self. Trying to find the truth in some words and inspiring from the little details of my environment.
It often happens to me to ask my self: is that worth?? Is all what is happening true?
I try to live what I think impossible in my ideas. But I know I miss something: I miss a dream .
I wish I can have a dream that take my soul away and far.
The taste of my life is like the foam (the wave's foam) and all around me is just some lights.
I miss the obscurity of thinking and living. Every thing seems to be just normal, usual and clear.
I need to feel that I'm really alive, need problems and hindrance; I can't keep everything going right.
I feel a huge fear of the unexpectable things. Life is just life as it seems , as it is and as I live it.
And even while Im living a change, I know that tomorrow I will see only the monotonous side.
Finally, before putting my full stop , I want to say that now I know… I'm alive …!?