Freedom!!!

If I'd put pen to paper all the time like i do in my head... the world might understand me a little better... and yet what purpose would that serve? I'd have no secrets left and no one will ever understand me better than myself... so like most things in life i chose to leave some things personal to me and hidden from the public eye... I've crossed rivers and mountains that some may never see. I've been to forbidden lands and back and came out triumphant... why? because i fought,learned and kept going and through this I found freedom... freedom is in the mind and I've found my peace of mind...
-Dalia

"Art is the ability to tell the truth..." - Richard Pryor

Eternal Realist

See the thing about New Yorkers is that there is no secret passage ways, no hidden doors, no surprise boxes... plainly put - what you see if what you get it. It's raw, it's blunt, it's real. Some may even say heartless but the truth is that it's honest and thats what really counts for some of us. We're cut throat, focused, don't care much for sugar coating or anaesthetics. Probably because for some of us we know that we get rid of all the fuzzy stuff the pain we'll heal faster. All wounds take time to heal but they take longer and cut deeper when intertwined with lies. Dont get me wrong. New Yorkers love to dream we're just the tough kids in the playground. We are the eternal realists.