Sunday, May 03, 2009

cost

Yesterday is a wrinkle on the forehead.

Tomorrow could well be 1 foot in the grave.

Its 10.. 10, is the time i used to sleep, the days i used to stay awake in lectures
The days where my life was seen as my own, where i didnt care about my studies, where i didn't read the bible, where i played computer games...

I simply don't get it do I? Life has already changed and things have already moved on.
THE PRICE WAS ALREADY PAID and now I want to stay? I want to return to the days where life was monotonous, meaningless, mixed up?

Get off it, come off it. Drop the pretence and come clean with it.
I hate it, life is starting to get challenging. Everday is another fold of the brain, another twitch of the nerve, and another wrinkle on the forehead.

This tiresome BUTTOCK needs a giant BOOT to send it flying in the right direction,
this exhausted soul needs a big needle of adrenalin to continue the race.
But yeah yeah its all in the head... we don't realise how clever (and then how FRICKIN LAZY) we all are!
Have you not heard? Actually we're the doctors of our lives.

But where did the boot go, where did my vial of adrenalin go?
Its gone to some others and it cannot come to me, for humans think they know
such stimulants come in limited doses.
Oh what do you know, human?

Nobody's taking the initiative to stop taking things for granted.
Why are we so limited and clumsy to care and cause more things discounted?
Who can answer such a question and who can say 'dont ask me?'
No no surely we're all part of this rotten fallacy that humans can be limited so severely.

When these questions grow into storms, and when others coin my head the teacup..
Oh Lord, i cannot move the pen which hovers over my math paper...
Because I know well that perhaps im the only partaker of the villaineous crimes i whisper.
For many times I've proclaimed these things, watched my own selfishness and my eyes water.
And then I know the world's feels so wrong because people like me constantly falter..

And you know... that makes me feel so alone, and worthless.

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