Thursday, November 6, 2008

Findings

Try to find yourself.
It's hard in an ocean of everyone else.

Conformity?
Easy.

Being one's self?
Not as simple.

Are you willing to put in the work?
If not, have fun swimming.

1 comment:

Young Yock said...

deep. I envy your uncanny ability to form words together in perfect harmony to create a state of lostness if such a word exist. Your poems are a relection of you, beautiful like the open beach with crashing waves of glistening blue.