dont bow down
im no queen
ure no pauper
u havent seen
the me u blissfully slaughter
no, u dont know it
it's ur pleasure
and the pain my soul's endeavor

as u walked away
i watch engrossed
with your becoming
a little soul
a playful heart
a vague impression
a wild regression

i envy u for not looking back..

My old neurotic self is back..it comes and goes actually..at least im keeping my feet on reality's ground now.

Im beginning to believe that this is who i rili am and not my alter ego..
There's a lot of catching up to do..oh hell..

Shakti..it started with my bewilderment on this name..i liked how it sounded..i searched for the meaning and bam! It's like im born to bare the name..(only my parents didn't know it). Shakti is the female energy of shiva.(no full details anymore), but mention the fact that she's the same height as me..hmm

Im kinda full of myself for claiming shakti as my cosmic twin..haha
fuck it.

i lost my psyche way back..
when my nonchalant, energetic, perky mode was the sanity i designed to front.

i lost my mojo when i was portraying the part of an optimistic teeny.
well atleast i tried to be normal.. (hurray for me then).
Condemning the protagonists (they think they are) in this so-so play where i sulk..
where the director is hu-knows-hu and the actors are animals (in herds)..while i hold the spotlight, laughs at their silly, somewhat absurd nature.i also critique..i give myself the right!ive been busy..i deserve a break..
*make-up!