What inside keeps from outside.

August 27, 2010
Inside you can never really see the outside. Like doesn't it ever become bothersome that you are the only person who can not see who you are. You can't look at your own eyes. Even in a mirror, to see beauty, it is only a reflection. The envious feeling of anger that arises when you are called beautiful. And yet you will always be unable to see it for yourself. T o look into your own eyes. An impossibility of horrid proportions. A handicap on your senses.

When inside of a house you do not see beyond or even inside of the walls which imprison you. You are given a door. But, there must now be a reason for you to have any desire or care to open it. Without that you become a factor in your own damnation to beauty. Well the loss of it.

There are more words and meanings hear than you see and comprehend.

...Me
October 1st, 2010 at 04:05am