I love strolling on an empty street at five o’clock in the morning.
I love discussing the absurdity of the world with wanderers.
I enjoy watching the sunrise, slowly waking up the sleeping world.
I enjoy having random philosophical conversations with strangers.
I make mistakes.
I mess things up.
I invite chaos to my life,
And then self-sabotage with cries.
I’m on a journey to accept my weaknesses,
Forgive others and myself at the same time.
Sometimes I don’t care what people say about my works.
It’s a record of how I see the world.
Sometimes, I long for someone to see through my art.
I only want to mean something to a special person's heart.
I laugh a lot, and prank even more.
I cherish tiny happiness in the world.
Like the hot air on a cup of coffee on a rainy day;
Or couples hug and kiss at the airport.
I have a pessimistic mind but an optimistic heart.
I love and hate humans at the same time.
Their motives and behaviours confused me a lot.
They can’t understand my intuition either.
Sometimes, I'd rather stay away from the crowd
And keep people out.
I moved from China to New Zealand in my 20s.
Then left Auckland to London now to Lisbon at 30s.
I’ve travelled to four continents.
But there is no place I could call home.
I’m always being a Christmas orphan,
But never thought my loneliness is a misfortune.
Through content creation,
I found my roots and built relations.
I am still on the road.
I don’t know life's next episode.
I want to turn my existence into a poem.
I want my life to become an exquisite art.
Though the path is destined to be hard,
Through authenticity, I could find my truth.
08/09/2021
Lisbon
