say hi to growing up
my friend told me over lunch the other day
that you get a better understanding of yourself
and all of the little confusing things of your past
comes more in a clear sense in your early 20's
its been quite true, in my late teens i was quite
confused about couple things
like
still im abit confused but slowly
i am getting a broader view of what actually
happened or things that i have, and what things actually are
and moved on, no hate, no self pity , forgive and forget
im in heaven and im in hell
alot of the times, this kind of job, damages people.
but for me,
ironically it gave me time to think about myself alot. (since all the wait and things)
i told myself, from beginning to spend time nicely, spend time wisely.
also fame, comes and goes.
i just wanted to go away.
i grew up with alot of things.
but i have nothing to go back to.
im not korean, im not english, im not singaporean, im not european. im not american.
no hometown to be stuck to.
i wonder. where is my home.
even before this job, i was always wondering.
i was such a lonely child
now my friends comfort me by telling me,
that i can make my own new home now, as i am free.
i am in heaven i am in hell.
that you get a better understanding of yourself
and all of the little confusing things of your past
comes more in a clear sense in your early 20's
its been quite true, in my late teens i was quite
confused about couple things
like
still im abit confused but slowly
i am getting a broader view of what actually
happened or things that i have, and what things actually are
and moved on, no hate, no self pity , forgive and forget
im in heaven and im in hell
alot of the times, this kind of job, damages people.
but for me,
ironically it gave me time to think about myself alot. (since all the wait and things)
i told myself, from beginning to spend time nicely, spend time wisely.
also fame, comes and goes.
i just wanted to go away.
i grew up with alot of things.
but i have nothing to go back to.
im not korean, im not english, im not singaporean, im not european. im not american.
no hometown to be stuck to.
i wonder. where is my home.
even before this job, i was always wondering.
i was such a lonely child
now my friends comfort me by telling me,
that i can make my own new home now, as i am free.
i am in heaven i am in hell.

9 Comments:
Hello Daul,
happy birthday to me.
How poignant
Again, I love your mind.
deep
My friend has the same problem as you. He grew up in Thailand and was moving around his whole life. There is actually a title called "Third Culture Kids." There is a book written about the troubles people like you face. You should read it. It means like you have your parents culture, then the culture you grow up in, then the culture of being neither kind of a mix.
before 2 years of my relationship passed just last year and year before i cried and screamed and threw roses feeling the same way. now i guess ny is home but who knows what will happen. someone told me a long time ago you're like a leaf blowing in the wind. listen to brian wilson until i die. i told take to. it's not so bad to roll around until you go down. haha
당신의 마음이 있는곳이 당신의 진정한 집일거예요. 그곳이 한순간이라고할지라도..!
항상 마음속깊이응원하고있어요.!
i feel the same way.
I feel like i've understood every word you've written and every thought you've shared. a lot of the things you say really touch me personally and i can feel your words dancing along my head, except that i don't have friends to tell me the things your friends did.
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