well been on deviant art and like been reading alot of poetry looking at alot of pics. and then i figure out something. i'm lost in a world of dreams. wishing it were fine, but the dreams don't ever fade. everyone dreams of something. their style of writing demonstrates this very clearly. some people can write poeticaly in styles of paragraphs. others write better in styles of stanzas. some of these poems are lyrical and repetitive. some of the poems are pure random, but display something. meh, i neither fit in the world of genius, creative, or anywhere for that matter. i am neither right brained or left brained. i am simply right in the middle. both sides barely used.......whereas most people have a dominant side. sighs sighs. i belong no where except to where i am i suppose. sighs sighs.
to the ultimate chinese, i am super cbc. but to the ultimate white boy, i am super chinese. maybe that's what it means to be a cbc, it means that i am to fit in no where except to be where i am and always need a constance source of reassurance for who i am because i feel like i belong no where. maybe that's what it means to be a cbc, someone who doesn't fit with the super chinese. but i know this isn't true, because i know that many cbc's have like tons of fob friends. sighs sighs. args args. i suppose i'm just sabina and i can't be defined. sighs sighs. if i write a survey for others so fill out......i wonder who would do it? well i'll post a survey up for people to fill about me then i suppose
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