A mental cure, To know some one thinks about random, everyday life, and still cares about humanity. a dip of sense of humor, over-chatting (I'm a girl, i talk because I can) Music after all music tells my story sometimes better than I can. And a complex girl making a way in this world. Thank Me Now, I might not be here later.
Realness still exsists
Hip Hop's favorite?
Thursday, September 22, 2011
After All these years, the pain still lives here.
I went to The World Trade Center today. There's still a building left but it is Not the same. it's amazing after all these years, that once I walk out the train and pass by the empty space, I don't know whether it was in my heart or in the center where the TWIN towers were suppose to be, Maybe both. I imagined myself being there and jumping out the window And I shivered. I'm afraid to freaking put my hands up in the air on a roller coaster, imagine putting my hands up in the air to launch out the window, knowing that my chances of making it are unrealistic. I didn't imagine to feel all these emotions when I walked by the empty space, but I did. After 10 years, It still hurts. Ground 0.
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