in a corner of a dark room, a little light may be good... - I'm scared. A little girl trying to find a stand in this world. Trying to go somewhere. Trying to be known. But yet, time and again, she finds herself in the corner of a dark room.
Overwhelmed, I say. Overwhelmed. On the train towards woodlands. Feeling so sick. I can't even lift my head up so I'm pretending to blog. Using my every possible force to type out this blog post. I am aching. all over. If only I could just close my eyes right now.... And just lay down, listen to the announcer, listen to wails of little children, people on the phone, the loud booming noises coming from earphones... I just want to ignore the world for once. Maybe I just care too much.
I won't fidget. Be it the announcer announcing that it's the stop at woodlands, be it the fact that it's a crowded train at 8:07AM.
I just want to close my eyes, hold both my hands together, say a prayer, exhale, lie down, and not fidget at all.
Overwhelmed, i need to find a way back to the world and stop living in my imaginations.
Forever, in this corner of a dark room.
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