We're just humans. and we get tired and we get old and we die. and the real life begins.Thats what they say, So what? for now, this is life!
Cycle. Cycle. Round and Round.
It bores me. its starting to make me sick.
Why can't we hibernate like those animal do when winter's comin'? I wanna do that, Hide.
Am I a premature being? Not so ready for this universe I'm in, that i wanna leave it but will be back. Goodbye but Au revoir! or Am I too old for this that its starting to kill my desire to function.
Like a bubble, im inside a bubble, I see others doin their thing, the hypocrisy, superficiality at least for me, it is/they are, hypocrite and superfcial. And its almost a good, goofy tandem. A perfect judgement for something/someone irritating enough. Are you listening? If I live long enough in this bubble, i wish for someone/something to let me out of it,when i shout for it to be popped. And when it does, ill fall and ill bump my head. that's going to be the end of it.
-FIN-
Of course not, i dont like endings. i definitely love this world and whats in it. Maybe I'm doing something wrong. Its hard to take hold of control. So how? lets raise an anti-routine movement and anything regarding it and create a total SPONTANEOUS campaign. A banner of "change" with neon lights, arrows big and small pointing at it. Attention picks on it. And matters of life starts to move as if ants building something. Altogether. Something new. new-exciting-fine-little less boring-boring-dead boring-just kill me but Life is a cycle, you see. I'm sure you know and this is not the first you've heard of that. But hey its sickening. As the world circles, so as our life. yeah yeah change is inevitable but can it be at least deep enough life changing.
Well everyone's young...
when life hasn't started yet.
(Forgive me for whining. I just love to..)
No comments:
Post a Comment