Everyone is walking on the streets of life. A huge crowd of people, each with their own stories. Always moving, going further, always on their way. Stop, quit your movements & watch people passing by instead. Close your eyes & be alone with yourself. Listen to your own breath & the beating of your heart. Everything is a mystery.
You can barely understand yourself, let alone anyone else. Life without lies, who was I fooling? Good girl, bad girl; Two different people. I wonder if really you knew : who was who.