always a stranger

i like to see things change, to see people embracing today what yesterday they considered childish and a waste of time - so what was not worth their time is now the best thing they've ever had. i like to see people changing, walking ways no one ever thought they could walk (not even themselves), and becoming someone so different that who (what?) they used to be. i've seen angels turning into demons, and demons into angels. i've witnessed people falling from grace (as i fell from grace, too), and i've seen others climbing to impossible heights. i am still very young, perhaps too young for my own good; but people can hardly surprise me.

but most of all, i like to see all this from the outside. you know, just as i like to watch the sea: from the distance, on the top of the cliff, or when i'm walking slowly along the sandy coastline, with the waves breaking near my bare feet but never getting into the water. the tide flows and reflows, but i stay away, merely watching in silence, and wondering about the change, about the endless cycle. for in the end, it is not my world. it never truly was.