October 2011
I am running the frantic race to the destination of adulthood and i find i’m stuck in the middle of a massive crowd of lost causes. i’m young, but i’m always older, i’m insignificantly small and yet abnormally tall. I began this race with many whom i have lost along the way and yet i have come to love the insane that currently run by my side. The hills we climb can reach to great heights and it...
im lost
we are in a society where people lose themselves and are never able to return. i’m different, i feel isolated and i walk and never stop. people are everywhere, consumed by their own selfish thoughts as i push beside them, a lost cause in a huge crowd. my image attempts to shield my dangerous thoughts, as the world slowly slips away in my corrupted mind. it seems i am on a carousel going round and...
Is your happiness more then some ones trust ?
