what am I doing?
I wonder if I am fooling myself.actions speak louder than words.
my actions contradict my words. my thoughts. my feelings.
sometimes it's so certain.
and then it gets so hazy.
blurring the lines.I can't. I won't.
but why not?
I confuse even myself.words are flying out like endless rain into a paper cup
thoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letter box
