Advertisements Dear reality, My oldest enemy Regarding you with loathing I guess not so zen of me! I don’t hate you But resent how you split me in two. On paper you make me wear my heart Inside out Uncovering my open wounds And before long As soon as I find Enough strength to move …
Same me in a different accent!
Depending on the language I use, different traits of my personality are emphasized!
Yeah, it’s weird for me too.😶
hope you find something that speaks to you.