i have two worlds

it's so hard to show to the world, who you want to be, who you really are, at first, but now, who cares--- this is me. :)

sometimes, the world is your mirror.

sometimes, the world is your wall.

sometimes, the world is your enemy.

and sometimes, your friend.

 

i happen to have two worlds.

two worlds different from each other.

two worlds at the same time.

two worlds apart.

 

the other half knew different

the other knew another

but both are true

both are real.

 

yet they can't swap.

nor could they be one.

because this is the way i protect myself,

to any threat, to any fear, to any frustrations,

pressure and criticisms.

 

so the world see me differently,

the way i see myself.

and so the world should understand.

and so the world never do.

 

but i am happy the way it is made.

i am happy the way it is divided.

the world will see me different when i am on the other.

and they will find me back again when i am home.

 

and yes, worlds are real.

there is no need to explain.

Author's Note

anything goes....

Reviews

[DrD]

The private us that no one sees peeks through in this writing and serves almost as a confessional. Very readable and enjoyable.

[oxo]

thank you DrD. :)

[PokemonFan#1]

Ohmygosh!!! I absolutely can relate to this!!! All-day, everyday I am in the real world and my own world.

This was very well written

[PokemonFan#1]

Keep it up!
(^_−)−☆

[oxo]

thank you so much!

[PokemonFan#1]

You're welcome ^-^