I have internal and external me, many undefined "me"s in the middle, missing the true definition of me as a person. All the symptoms of mental disorder match with different me inside this so called me. Sometimes, I wonder if me means real me or a fake me or dunno me. I keep on surprizing new me, old me, and unknown me. They all try to convince me. "Me" disappears, lost somewhere and reappears and I continue to search for who me is? Me loves irrerularities in life, dares to deviate, fears punishment and loses faith on me. But, me continues to grow, falling and resuming the balance, being despair and regaining the happiness, confused and clear, victory and war, all these keeps me running around the never ending wheel, never ever.
Surfing internet for literature, reading stories, writing short fiction.
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