Sometimes...

Sometimes I feel like I don't belong...sometimes I wish I didn't understand so much, people come and go, they do things, right and wrong, is there such thing as right and wrong? I wonder...I don't know, sometimes I think it's right to do something, but someone else think it's wrong...why judging? Why do people judge? Who the heck are you to say if this is right or wrong? Does justice really judge correctly?
The world is crazy, people are different, we need to know how to deal with difference...as if it was easy...It's so hard to deal with difference...sometimes I think I am going to explode, literally. Sometimes I need to look at myself...I need to ask myself...I need to look at myself in the mirror and talk to myself, looking at my eyes...No, I don't think I am crazy, I just love to know myself...

The human mind is magical...I admire people who work with minds...and I admire those who don't lose it doing that, because I think I would get crazy. Too much information, too many problems, too much energy...Where am I going? Is this the right path? I don't know, I am here because I want to be here, but still, sometimes I feel I don't belong....this thought is constantly following me when I am driving, when I am listening to a song, when I am watching TV...when I go somewhere and have a dejavú "I think I've been here before" -- I love this feeling....I love being where I am, I love all the people around me, I love it here....but still, sometimes I feel I don't belong...