“almost had me thinking you were turned around
but everybody knows, almost doesn’t count“
this is a lunch-time post. bcause apparently i don’t feel like having lunch today and i want my words to re-tell the story. stories. whatever.
some things just takes a lot longer getting used to.
but i’m not. trying to get used to anything.
“this is just a stop on the way to where i’m going”
after evrything of the last 10 days,
i think there is nothing that i could say that could even come close to conveying my heart.
it’s not like it’ll really change anything anyway.
in the course of a lifetime, would it matter
i’ll live with this. maybe not like this all the time but i’ll deal with it.
even when i’m sick and tired of looking at the roles and responsibilities unfulfilled by people to the point that i’m the one carrying that weight on their shoulders standing in on their shoes,
i’ll deal with it.
because it’s usually like this.
sometimes people don’t wake up from their daydreaming so the rest of them (who cannot dream) end up just slaving their days away to make up for all that is missing from all these people
and i for one, would love to dream a dream or two, but who am i kidding?
what is there left for me if i am the one left to pick up the pieces and fill up the missing gaps that people recklessly leave behind
i for one, can’t afford to dream a little more
because my dreams are expensive
they take the backseat because the ones in front are full of all those responsibilities left behind by the people who take flight and revel in their pride of disappearing in the moment where no disappearance could ever really be compensated with.
who knew, that people enjoy shirking their duties regardless of whether or not another soul is inflicted.
who knew, that selfishness is what most of the entire universe has always been populated with.
why would i bother to speak my words
shouldn’t these words be expensive too? as expensive as the dreams that i could not afford.