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Wednesday, February 13, 2008

In the middle of I



I stand as two

Though I am just me

The bridge gets wide

When Im on my knees

So hard to grasp

So hard to conquer

I cant let go

Of one or the other

As much as it seems

As separate and apart

Neither can exist

Without the other as target

So I seem odd at best

And mad at worst

When everything seems like

Its just spilling out of me

When two opposites co-exist

With neither being more mighty

You would expect a battle

A loser, a victory

But no such luck

I say so for your sake

It will all still be thus

As long as I will sleep and wake

Don’t hold it against me

That I am not the same

From a minute to the other

From a sentence said or a sentence missed

I pray you see

Its all very simple

I pray you see

To me Im normal

Friday, February 01, 2008

Nit-Wit

Bad enough, she's been nick named nit-wit for god-knows how long, but what if i told you that i could quite justify her being called that.
She keeps pausing while she speaks and then chokes out a word from the base of her throat to finish the sentence just when you doze of to sleep.
She nervously tries to get to the point, nervous that someone may interrupt and want to clarify what she's getting at. Of course, she means nothing. She never meant to. Quite harmless you see. Won't ever be caught offending anybody.
What's awful though is how sometimes she tries to fit her face into an imaginary key-hole sized window, looking at you, believing she might just be able to figure out what's going on in inside your head (considering we're all quite doppy by then, she should just trying asking) and of course she aims to scare away any intelligible thought that tries to germinate out of your head.
The most intelligent word that she has ever used is 'Uh...?'. It very precisely describes what she feels, thinks and processes for her own understanding from the world around her.
When she talks about being happy or inspired, the only difference one can observe is that her voice likens itself to a violin out of tune - nasal. Thats as excited as she gets about anything.
Oh nit-wit, you will always remain to be a wonder to those whose lives you've touched.
Sniff.

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