To the Weird Ones

To the Weird Ones

To the Weird Ones  Always feeling alone With just a few that you could call your own Being a fugitive all around And with a sense of home when no one’s in town Have tried to explain or make a sense But with hopes always becoming less Divided between the...
The Meaning of Self-Awareness

The Meaning of Self-Awareness

The Meaning of Self-Awareness   I have been thinking about this for years; what do we mean I know my self? This is supposed to mean I, me learning about the self that belongs to me? So I don’t know me but only the self. But who is I and who is the self? Am I the...
The Encirclement of Fear

The Encirclement of Fear

The Encirclement of Fear I get out in the street, I look around, I sense a hidden fear in the faces of the people, what might be concerning them that might happen? I assume there are a lot of things in their heads. I never do it on purpose but if at a time that I am...