theatre script for act iv
dramatis personae i make the same choice again. maybe it is to prove to myself that i didn't really do anything wrong the first time. to engrave into my head that i was not at fault. that i'm logical. that i'm responsible. it is easier to segregate from who you were. the truth is, you can't really do that. sometimes my ego towers over my intellect. sometimes i make amends when it is too late. i never know when the time is right. don't you think someone should pay for this? all of this? aren't you? paying for it? * is it impossible to swim this far without becoming water ? you can only run so far. run to the wrong people and expect the right things to happen. i never stop believing that people are good. deep down, truly. they are good. * as a younger adolescent, i was more aggressive. inwards, that is. fantasizing about all the different ways i could hurt myself. i think i had a lot of energy back then. not like now. now i feel like i'm floating all the time...
