I Know Not
I look back on the past
on my words,
my actions,
my life.
And I smile.
Or
I cry.
I know not if i like
who i used to be.
I know not if I like
who i am today.
I know not if I like
who I am becoming.
But that shouldn't matter.
Should it?
I Know Not
I look back on the past
on my words,
my actions,
my life.
And I smile.
Or
I cry.
I know not if i like
who i used to be.
I know not if I like
who i am today.
I know not if I like
who I am becoming.
But that shouldn't matter.
Should it?
angelchaser commented on I Know Not
02-05-2011
02/05/2011
In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.
Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.
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