Sunday, July 17, 2011


New place. New people. New city. New country.

Nobody knows who i am. Nobody knows my past. Nobody knows whats going on in my head. They don't even know what the expressions on my face mean.

I can be whoever I want to be. I'm torn between who I was and who I want to suddenly be. I fear falling into the same patterns with new people.

A stupid mistake and my cover gets blown. I can't be someone else - Reinventing myself isn't as easy as I thought it was. I'm just back to being my old self - the same thoughts, same dialogues, same tears, same expectations.

Are the people really new then? Is the place really new? Does it matter if the country is different?

I feel the same way I used to back "home".

Only, now I feel it 2500 miles away.