Who? My (me)?


Wrote this piece of description back in 2016, and yeah, it's always confusing when foreigner ask for my name. Pronounced "me", but written "my". 

And I am just as that confusing with my life:

A mind surrounded by mist
Questions are too many to list

Energy is waiting to fire
This is my state since the cradle

A vision to find
but the thought is hazy
A body to run
but the legs are lazy

Self acceptance is need of time
The mist will be cleared
and everything will be fine.


A misty-minded. I have more soul than body. I used to be 'talky as a jaybird'. But life happened, so I'm not very wordy anymore. My wordy-self sometimes wake up and decide to write about bits and bobs.

"Thanks for coming closer and letting me love you".

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