Bogdana Gageanu
Drowning
Sometimes ,
I feel I'm drowning. My bed is a lake ,in which I am drowning. My life is the
same. And I am waiting for someone to save me.
To bring me
back to life.
I am drowned
by the pollution of souls around me.I feel I can not breathe. Because I don't
have a perfect view.My air is foggy,I can not see clear.I am drowning in all
the judgements I hear around me.
Everything ,according to people ,needs to be judged. Even God.But have
we ever try to judge ourselves? No.We are perfect and the others,a ruin.That is
why I am drowning. My house is always too small or too big, my friends are
always too calm or too nasty,my dog is always too hairy.
I am
drowning also because people give me the verdict : make a change.Why change ?
Because they said so.Nobody asks me if I want to.
Drowning...flooding
my life with bad water...
Even my
mirror is flooded.
Instead of
glass ,it moves like the waves,without being constant. I need being constant.
Otherwise,I
can not recognise myself any more.I don't know who I am.
I think that
is what society means : drowning our real identities and forget who we really
are.
I don't want
to forget ..I try to forgive people who don't see the value.
The more
they try to make us drowning ,the more we will survive.
People like
me are limited edition. We are unique. We value much more because people like
us are difficult
to find and
to keep.
Limited
edition is something people want to have -something different.
Limited
edition is always sailing on fast speed.
You can't
drown limited edition.
People drown
only people with less targets,less dreams.
I am not
drowning any more.
I am a new
merch of freedom.
Bogdana Găgeanu
Romania
