Chapter 3: Gemini
Paint me a Face`
Friday, February 6, 2009 | 11:29 PM | 0comments
You wake up each day.
Breathe in. Breathe out.

You look around calmly, take your essential and head to the bathroom.
Breathe in. Breathe out.

You let the tap water runs wild down to your smooth body.
And in the same time, wishing it would wash your yesterday's sins and wake you up to a brand new realm.
Breathe in. Breathe out.

You wipe the vapour from your condensed-mirror with your hand.
And slowly look into the mirror.
Stopped Breathing.


There were no eyes, nose, mouth. Nothing.
YOU are Faceless.



Everyday without fail, we all show a different face to everyone.
It's inevitable.
It's wrong. It's good. It's disappointing. It's powerful. It's who you are.
but why? why does it feel so good yet so wrong to do it?


Not many of us ask these questions to ourselves when we look into the mirror.
Stop pretending. It's a fact.
We all show a different face to everyone.
So why the pretendence? Is it because of the will power to be accepted? Or to be known for once?
Why can't we just be ourselves?
Our true selfish, bitchy yet loving self?
Is it too much to absorb at times? Do you turned and changed into someone else just to fit the perfect picture?

Do you wish to wake up one day, faceless, so you could choose your face carefully this time for a permanent?
Do you wish to keep changing your face whenever you want to?
Do you wish to draw your own eyes, nose and mouth?
Do you?


I am sick of wearing different faces.
to blend, to pretend, to smile,
it's just senile!
but who am I kidding?
We're all humans. A creature who is temperamental, fickle, considerate yet filled with love all the same.
To blend and to have multiple identity is our nature.



So then tell me, which face will you be wearing today?


A Walkthrough

♥ Rants
Hear me roar through the dark where the shadows reside.

♥ Alter Ego: LaLa
Walk in her shoes. Feel her joy, her pain, her confusion. The birth of a broken soul.

♥ Once Upon a Time
Sometimes even if you force it, there are memories that you'll bring to your deathbed. And these, are mine.

Rewind
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