something is wrong within, something churns with emotions that cant be identified or named.
or maybe it is all the acidity of not having eaten breakfast.
Miss mom dearly, miss dad even more. Miss people from another lifetime, a forgotten era, a previous birth
and we hate ourselves for it - me and a million other people who reside in my head.
Curiosity kills the cat. curiosity leaves you aching for more, even if it is, about an entity you dont even know.
curiosity, is painful.