would you trade places with me?
Sunday, August 07, 2005
Hi there, im the small oasis, the one u are seeing in the background.
Ever wondered how it feels to be in this kinda situation? Being the only one here? People just come and go and never pay any attention to? Standing here in rain or shine without fail with no shelter and nowhere to hide.
Have u noticed the poking torns below me? I've named them "mask". They were not there when i was borned, but as i start to mature out of innocence and blend into society,( in my case, its the white desert), they just appeared and began to grow longer and sharper.
In my toddler days, i had a friend called "happiness". He was always by my side, roaming around in the sand, but whenever i called for him, he was there. He would rush by with the fastest speed and hug me with all his might. Althought he was the only friend that I had, we were happy together, living without worries. Simply happy.
As i grew, i meet more people like "arrogance", "proudness" and "selfishness". The funny thing was that torns started to appear when i befriended these people. And when our relationship progressed, the torns started to grow even more.
This new bunch of friends showed me lots of stuff and brought me to places i have never been before, bringing me to visit "humanity",(we even had tea together), showed my how "lucifer" plyed his trade. But, everyday which me and my new friends met up, the torns started to grow longer by the inch and sharper by the cut.
While most of my time were being spent with my new found friends, i began to distant "happiness". Although feeling neglected, he would always follow my footsteps, a distant away so that i would not notice his precense. He would be observing my well-being, but to be exact, the torns which began to grow longer and longer.
Although i had fun with my new found friends, ultimately i was not happy, for happiness was not by my side, or at least not as close as before.
I called for him liked i always used to. As he approached, the nearest he could come was an arm's length beside. The torns which were growing when i was merrying away had grown too long and sharp for him to come any nearer.
The torns which had grown unnoticed had formed a boundary, a protective barrier, keeping everyone who wants to enter an arm's length away. Soon, it formed a mask, for everyone to see and judge before being able to see the real oasis as itself.
posted by ikaira @ 8:36 PM,
