domingo, enero 29, 2006

Alis through the Lookinglass..




"Some people says and talks about her beauty..., but I ask myself: What beauty can they see?. What's the image they're looking at? It's not a child, but seems like human. Is she so broke? Or is she just trying to wrestle against herself?..Why does she feel so much hate within? Is she feeling at least something??. It's just a mirror..it's your face.., there used to be a smile in that face.., but you lost it..when you tried to love without your insanity.
The Lookinglass: You thought your face was fading, the essence of your eyes and your sweetest charm wasn't there anymore. But you couldn't ask for help, you didn't know how. You were standing there, staring at yourself..helpless, freezing, almost naked with all your clothes on.
So, is it a metaphor or your pathetic real existance?..Who Knows!?..You're the only one to notice what's so wrong, or so right. Your apologies.."

ALIS

(and the Looking Glass.)