Because when you look around, no matter how hard you pray, the world's the same. Because no matter how many you try to rescue, you lose yourself on the way. How you long to be by yourself, no one's present but they're stalking you anyway.
Because you're so caught up in having a life, you lose a life worth living. Because you fail to see the little marvels in everyday and beauty, you lose everything, even the feel of pain. Because you're so caught up making money, judging the poor, battling debt, you assume that I have never suffered too.
Because you're so busy trying to live young, live fast, you lose track of what love is. Because some people leave and never return you know that, but you live in such fear that they will, you don't give them the value of their being. Because you cover yourself up, protect yourself by your ego so if they ever leave, you think it is them that feel the pain.
But will they?
But how dare you say your suffering is worse than mine? What your pain is may never be mine. What hurts me the most might never hurt you so. What make you the god to men that you think we're all the same? And the pity of it all is you think I'm immature and naive. But for a second has it ever crossed your mind that I make myself that way? My form of protection? There's no need for your lessons, you're telling me what I already know. And I will never digest your "words of wisdom" because its people like you that will never appreciate the differences in people and never live a life. And the punchline of this warped joke is that you think you know what life is all about.
But do you?
There is no meaning in being alive. You will never find a reason for your being. So quit trying to find a reason for your existence and love everything you can. Because at the end of the day, when those flashes of your life play in front of your shut eyes, you realise that money, sex, a life of luxury and even offspring all mean nothing, nothing at all, unless you have loved it. Love it will all you have to give. Loved it even if it hurts you, even if it bring you pain.
Cause someone hides behind this facade of immaturity just so she can see the world through eyes that you find foolish. And the refusal of growing up is the perfect cover cause you think "its just a phase".
So the next time you meet her and think its just the age that forms her perspective, think again.
I don't think you're a fool cause we are all are different and have our own personal definition of what life is. I think you're a fool because you fail to appreciate the simple beauty of that.
So carry on sitting there and judging me. Carry on thinking I'm just a kid in every way. I don't mind... You provide me with entertainment thinking you know-it-all but the pathetic irony in this is that you think I'm sitting there and responding to your life lessons with nods and smiles, ah well... You are the joke.
Suicide, blasphemy and make-believe.
Is it time to revolt yet?
Saturday, May 31, 2008
Posted by
Michelle
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1:28 PM
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