Brooklyn, United States
Misconceptions and Deceptions of pictures
Lookin back on memories of pictures that lays in my mind...bodily function and words intertwine...findin the right words to say and the action to portray... Living in between colors and black and white trying to figure out whats wrong and whats right.....being displayed on purpose on the wall but hoping not to be picked or to fall... wondering if the world should or should not figure you out if one slips up you say thats not what your all about....lookin back on memories that lays in my mind....fipping thru pages of broken times...the road leads but it ends at a destination, reserving your footsteps for reservation...lookin through grapevines while squashin dreams and hopes..lookin for friendships on the walls of these broken memories that lays in my mind and in this book in my hand are of torn pages of temporary times. Deceptions of pictures that are left to wonder what are you, who are you and what have you become....but i ''ll let u lay there on the wall of broken memories...of times when there was laughter and of times when there was fun, when we look at pictures we realize our time is done. Misconception of colors that lingers in the mind and faults every emotion of words that sits on lines...Lookin back on memories of picture that lays in my mind....I wonder sometimes while im flippin thru the pages of broken times, why do i come up towards tradgedies and of successful miseries....I miss the friends that I once have but it is for me to keep them on the wall of failed hopes and dreams and never look back at these.......