17 February 2013
I have entered a world of ebony and ivory. ying and yang swirling, whirling past every action that any consummate identity would seek to understand.
A world of leaves, of green , yellow, red and brown. jealous, sad, angry, wearing an agonised frown.
"My identity lacks definition," or so they say the reality lies, that I have, quite simply, lost my way.
Lost my Way • Opuss № I