Here I am, staring at this blank page.
Mindless, I am not.
Not knowing what to write, when I've got so much to tell.
Not knowing what to share, when so much had happened.
Not knowing what to hear, when so many sounds are played.
Not knowing how to tell, when so many words are ready to be spoken.
Not knowing how to act, when I'm playing so many parts.
Not knowing how to see, when I visualize them oh so vividly it hurts.
Mindless, I am not.
Just being myself, my old self, my human self, my limited self, my weak self... with both hands in my head.
Me. Humanoid, beta version. Need an update. Need to be patched.
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