Pieces of Me
By: Orlando M. Hundley
By: Orlando M. Hundley
My journey started when I was a young boy. I was naïve to the world and to its surroundings. My state of mind, before I knew it, would become corrupted and there was nothing I could do.
Iniquity, the opposite of good, would begin to hunt me for the rest of my life.
What do I do, when the world around me is all I know? When the people I love are what makes me happy, sad and confused. The flair-up of feelings and emotions are taking control. How do I deal with this? I don’t know? Everything has become so confusing. Confusing in a sense that I would do anything just to get what I can’t have. Why is that? Why is it that men, always want what they can’t have. What I feel sometimes does not matter. It’s like not one individual has ever cared; not even myself! The world would be much easier if our way of thinking would never take over our hearts. Sanity is the solution, but it’s insanity that is the pollution. I feel insane. I am loosing my mind. Why do I feel this way? When I’m happy I am sad, and when I’m sad I am happy. It’s like my emotions don’t know when to take control at the right time.
What do I do, when the world around me is all I know? When the people I love are what makes me happy, sad and confused. The flair-up of feelings and emotions are taking control. How do I deal with this? I don’t know? Everything has become so confusing. Confusing in a sense that I would do anything just to get what I can’t have. Why is that? Why is it that men, always want what they can’t have. What I feel sometimes does not matter. It’s like not one individual has ever cared; not even myself! The world would be much easier if our way of thinking would never take over our hearts. Sanity is the solution, but it’s insanity that is the pollution. I feel insane. I am loosing my mind. Why do I feel this way? When I’m happy I am sad, and when I’m sad I am happy. It’s like my emotions don’t know when to take control at the right time.
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