a little bit of a resurrection
my life journal: cutmedown








alarm -ed -ing -s


wake up because you are told to. this society is shouting orders. young women cover their ears because there is nothing left to do, no strength left to fight with.

face paint on the daily & costume masquerades, these things that are supposed to make it all okay. but we look in the mirror & we hate what we see. because we are Caliban & Miranda, Hamlet & Ophelia, we are both. we are oppressed, drowned, ugly, the epitome of turmoil.

so you wake up because you are told to, only because you are told to. this society shouts orders. & we can only cover our ears for so long, before the sound creeps in.

written on 2004-03-17 at 9:40 p.m.

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