I am not human. I am a vegetable in a soup of consciousness!
My suitcase is full of clothes - yet I carry only dreams.
I am happy in the knowledge that all life can be perceived differently. I am different. Therefore I know my way - even if I do not know the place!
My life is like a tear drop for it falls - not once - but many times.
Please guide my soul for I am lost without the compass that has brought me to you.
He who seeks truth will not find it here
What weighs on my mind is how heavy thought can be