Mittwoch, März 01, 2006

anais nin

There were always in me,
two women at least,
one woman desperate and bewildered,
who felt she was drowning
and another who would leap into a scene,
as upon a stage,
conceal her true emotions
because they were weaknesses, helplessness, despair,
and present to the world
only a smile,
an eagerness, curiosity, enthusiasm, interest.

1 Kommentar:

-K- hat gesagt…

Wow, this one is very impressive. (I might be able to say more if I wasn't so tired.)