hell0-who ever you are-,
it is to you i beqeeth my memory, thoughts, and all that is me. and i would first like to let you know that, by betraying that which is me. you have betrayed that which is you. ponder that for a second and if you still do not understand what has just been said. i ask you to leave for no fool-or wutever it is you claim to be- will make a jest of who i am-or wut i want to be, and by not understanding wut i say; it is that which you have done.
i start by telling you my name-or wut i would like you to refer to me as, as you read and that is 'the forgotten'. to you-whoever that is- this may seem trivial and stupid. but that is in its entirity who i am. and willl probably forever be. for when you are trapped in a shadow as big as that which covers me you will never truely be known....and therefore allways if not in full-...forgotten.
so then again i start with my name....which is 'the forgotten'. and also with how a feel. which should already be evident to the impertinent reader, and that is lonely if not forgotten. in the sense of who i am, i am not lonely as in a lack of friends-or whoever it is you find a pleasure in being with; for in that case i have friends-even if they are god's gift for the mistake we call family. but i am lonely in the sense of not knowing who i am. as of now i am tired. why? i dont know. but i feel the need to retire back to my shabby apartment and relax. ponder wut i have said to you. for if you dont even in this beginning it still may be the end.
it is to you i beqeeth my memory, thoughts, and all that is me. and i would first like to let you know that, by betraying that which is me. you have betrayed that which is you. ponder that for a second and if you still do not understand what has just been said. i ask you to leave for no fool-or wutever it is you claim to be- will make a jest of who i am-or wut i want to be, and by not understanding wut i say; it is that which you have done.
i start by telling you my name-or wut i would like you to refer to me as, as you read and that is 'the forgotten'. to you-whoever that is- this may seem trivial and stupid. but that is in its entirity who i am. and willl probably forever be. for when you are trapped in a shadow as big as that which covers me you will never truely be known....and therefore allways if not in full-...forgotten.
so then again i start with my name....which is 'the forgotten'. and also with how a feel. which should already be evident to the impertinent reader, and that is lonely if not forgotten. in the sense of who i am, i am not lonely as in a lack of friends-or whoever it is you find a pleasure in being with; for in that case i have friends-even if they are god's gift for the mistake we call family. but i am lonely in the sense of not knowing who i am. as of now i am tired. why? i dont know. but i feel the need to retire back to my shabby apartment and relax. ponder wut i have said to you. for if you dont even in this beginning it still may be the end.
