Dirty

I've been cleaning non stop for the last 2 weeks.
It's satisfying on some level
To shut out all but the task at hand.
Scrubbing, dusting, rearranging.
Funny but I find bliss in normality.

Not to say things haven't been un-blissful or whatnot.
I just needed release and to find happiness in the mundane.

I made myself more aware
After being forced to see myself
From a very unexpected source.
Now that I got the taste of it.
It's easy to see why it made things the way it is.

Not to mention, I internalized it.
I guess that's what you call a "wake up" call
I was awaken.. even though forcibly
My eyes are now open.. cliche aside

I used to be a self definer
Now I say usED in the past tense cause it takes 2 eyes to see
2 more to roll and one mind to disapprove.
I'm not playing to anyone's expectation.
Just it was in my face suddenly.
I got scared and now I accept it.

Things have been messy
But the clean up is the best part.
I prefer the aftermath cause then all you have to do is pick up the pieces
Rather different than what I liked up till now.

Knock Knock
Who's There?
Eyes
Eyes Who?
Eyes see. =]

Follow the Light