ASTINA LAY

You're losing you, poem by asalis Rewritten and reworded

On Education, 21st century needs., article by asalis

I can see it in your eyes, there're wild animals in your mind, look like many, herds,  escorting your thoughts. How did you let them in, big mind you must have, with huge eyes, wide open, and from the roses you like,  thorns prick your fingers, and your face's pictures show it, you're hurt,  but smiling.   The gathering of the herds. Where the.... others showed up? One word one lion ? One stabbing one wolf ? Feels like jungle, go hunting,  chase the wild with the risky. You never stay in one place,  but you carry them with you, seems to feel like  being in their place, always away from a home,  in your home. You read a little of a book standing, eat laid and sleep seated waiting for the light,  when the mornings do the same too. You don't like the mornings  when still searching for their light. Why you're searching all the time without looking for something, thoughts are powering you, natural ener...