One day:
There is joy in me. A helpless kind. The kind that makes you dig up Bryan Adams and bop in front of the mirror. Then kind that makes you buy lipstick and then pout to see the effect. The kind that I want to rein in because I’m scared to feel something that has no meaning.
There is joy in silliness that all the sense in the world cannot erase. It just comes and laughs inside you like a jester juggling in the midst of the King’s court.
One day and then some:
And then there’s sadness. Just like that. Just that helpless.
2 comments:
sometimes, well, most of the time in my case, being silly is the best way to be. and yeah, you must watch out for Bong Joon-ho's Mother, Park wan-chook's Thirst and ofcourse, Bandhobi if you like korean movies. but yeah, only if we can lay our hands on them.
I thought there is a reason behind everything. And then there are these emotions...
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