Thursday, January 29, 2009
Sorry, I Am Alive
Trace back the steps of your life
one by one...
The sport events that made you a hero,
The drama showcases that you starred,
The speech that put your school on the map,
The love relationships that you got caught PDA-ing.
What do you feel?
Happy? Normal? Whatever?
The compliments that you receive must be plethora.
"Wow, great save"
"Wow, great show"
"Wow, great speech"
"Wow, great sex"
Wow, wow, wow! Fuck it!
For once, I want to be you.
At least, survived the early stages.
The rejections are unbearable anymore.
"Sorry, you didn't make the team because you are too short."
"Sorry, you did well in the audition but there were better people."
"Sorry, with sadness, I tell you that you are not one of those 4 participants who was chosen by the panel of judges"
"Sorry, I only see you as a friend."
"Sorry" takes the very core of you feeling,
making you feel useless,
making you vulnerable,
making you try and try and never gets it.
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