Monday 21 January 2008

Notebook 033

Adoration For Masculine
Journal Entry: Sat Apr 16, 2005, 12:59 PM

....For wherever my roots may lie....

Sometimes I look at them and feel like im thirteen again.

Not sexual, just weak.
Is it pure adoration?
Or just a jealous envy?

For my flaws seem to shine through my permiable skin so brightly.

Am I awfull.
Or awe-full?

From either the weight of this presssure, or weight of the shame;

I bow my head.

I'd rather choose wrong, than say I didnt know what i was doing to be right.

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