What My Eyes Feeds Me...

I've fallen hard to the ground from the clouds high above… stripped out of my power and with broken wings I've come to this world… no memories or recollection of who I am or what I am, or even where I've originally came from… as I opened my eyes for the first time in this world and see those two faces of whom I don't even know, as the days would pass only to know they would be the one I would call my mother and father… years would pass and they would be my so called teacher to this world I've come to love and hate… knowing what's wrong and what's right in this crazy world, yet in the end I would be the one to decide for myself…I would have my own beliefs and I myself would find the truth in what I believed in…

Climbing high above this mountain where anyone would feel as if they are on top of everything else, I'd sit and watched silently the world below, away from everyone… I would see chaos and beauty, happiness and sadness, war and peace, how the light and darkness would divide the land… seeing what the people do in this world and their everyday life… and from time to time I would find myself laughing even though I am alone… these people are interesting and funny, yet most of the times I would find them very irritating… and the others? Hmm… boring as a puppet. Humans! They all think they are always on top of everything, the truth, the godly, the supreme, the righteous, the most beautiful and intelligent of all… yet when no one sees them and think they are all alone they would do the opposite of what their mask is showing to everyone, and revealing their true features… and they seems to be attracted to this darkness, and liked to be in the dark most of the time… hmm…and in that, I'm somewhat been drawn to this darkness… finding it quite… interesting…

Well, I'd just sleep for now… whoa! Why are you reading this? ^_^;