Gone. Thats good. And bad. Tears, doubts. I don't think it is important to stay always so close. Too much hurts and too many unwanted insults, misunderstanding.
Where does this leave the individual? Me?
Somebody says he has given me my identity...
Where is mine? Who gave it to me, where did I lose it.
Does that grow? Is it there from the beginning? Do we all have it? Do we have to?
I want one... I want to say like LaDonna Harris: "I know that I am part of something bigger than me."
I do not want to sit in my cinema alone anymore.
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