Bowlinggg
Monday, September 19, 2011 | 10:33 PM
& the story continues,
Had some pomelo tonight
It looked really pretty on the outside
After tasting it
So bland
And empty
Even the food we eat depict us man
Today, that scene disturbed me
It was familiar
Yet felt so distanced
Those words spoken were so pure
So pure, it pierced
The actions I saw were things I managed to picture
Help, touch, look
Does the holy trinity nowadays mean
Me
I
Myself?
Maybe this heart
Was really made to worry
That was just a tiny step too far