You know you are sliding down and you cannot do a thing. Cause you don’t want to think about it. You wanna waste time and drift away. Watch a movie. Play a game. Listen to music. Sleep all day. There is no difference between the sun and the moon ‘cause you are inside all the time. There is only a display and you. You are hungry but you are too lazy to get up and eat or you just wanna melt. Spill all over your chair. No bed because you don’t wanna think. Then you have to go to the toilet ‘cause you cannot hold it any longer. You almost cramp your stomach.
You have to work because … you like it … you need money. Perhaps a lot of it. Why? Maybe you just want to give to people and be done with it. ‘Cause you are afraid of how they will cope with it. You mean a life. A future. An absence. You keep sliding. You close your eyes, not because you are afraid. It is just that you don’t know whether you wanna stop or not. What if you don't want it? Then it will be the end of you. So you delay it. So you avoid it. Then one day you will stop. At the end or in the middle.
People are there. Around you. Near you. Beside you. But you are not there nor here. They don’t wanna be alone. You don’t wanna be alone. You also don’t want to be with them. So you just float around and flow about. They talk and you listen. You pay attention because they are important. You love them, maybe. Definitely you like them so you ask questions and you remember things which might be important to them. You wanna talk but everyone is worried about their lives so you just let it slide and you also slide.
Sometimes briefly you stop. Because someone holds your hand or you hold on to a memory or a moment. You obsess over it. You dream and you think. Is it because you wanna be normal? You don't know what is normal. No one knows. He doesn’t know it. She doesn’t know. Life is not normal. There is nothing normal. So everything is just as it is. Maybe not. As I said you don’t know it. I don’t know it.
So it goes. You start to slide again because you don’t know how to be. You over think. You look at things from inside, outside, upside, underside and side-side. You don’t wanna be wrong. You plan things and you want to be prepared. Cause you don’t wanna be a nuisance. You don’t want to intrude on someone's life because you know you will slide. You will melt. You will spill. ‘Cause you are afraid. So you let it be and life goes as it is. They go with it.
Are you sad?
Are you lonely?
Are you tired?
Or you just don’t know.
You can be sad. You can be lonely. You can be tired.
You want to whisper “I don’t know”. You want to shout “I DOOON’T KNOW '' but you don’t because you think no one will listen or you are afraid someone will listen. Then you don’t know what to do. ‘Cause you don’t know. It is as it is.
Perhaps, you want to cry, you are crying, you will cry or you don’t know how to. It is ok. You can cry and you will cry. You will shout. You will weep. You can sob. You can whimper and whine. However you don’t know whether you want to stop the slide or not. Cause you don’t know you can do it.
You have to work because … you like it … you need money. Perhaps a lot of it. Why? Maybe you just want to give to people and be done with it. ‘Cause you are afraid of how they will cope with it. You mean a life. A future. An absence. You keep sliding. You close your eyes, not because you are afraid. It is just that you don’t know whether you wanna stop or not. What if you don't want it? Then it will be the end of you. So you delay it. So you avoid it. Then one day you will stop. At the end or in the middle.
People are there. Around you. Near you. Beside you. But you are not there nor here. They don’t wanna be alone. You don’t wanna be alone. You also don’t want to be with them. So you just float around and flow about. They talk and you listen. You pay attention because they are important. You love them, maybe. Definitely you like them so you ask questions and you remember things which might be important to them. You wanna talk but everyone is worried about their lives so you just let it slide and you also slide.
Sometimes briefly you stop. Because someone holds your hand or you hold on to a memory or a moment. You obsess over it. You dream and you think. Is it because you wanna be normal? You don't know what is normal. No one knows. He doesn’t know it. She doesn’t know. Life is not normal. There is nothing normal. So everything is just as it is. Maybe not. As I said you don’t know it. I don’t know it.
So it goes. You start to slide again because you don’t know how to be. You over think. You look at things from inside, outside, upside, underside and side-side. You don’t wanna be wrong. You plan things and you want to be prepared. Cause you don’t wanna be a nuisance. You don’t want to intrude on someone's life because you know you will slide. You will melt. You will spill. ‘Cause you are afraid. So you let it be and life goes as it is. They go with it.
Are you sad?
Are you lonely?
Are you tired?
Or you just don’t know.
You can be sad. You can be lonely. You can be tired.
You want to whisper “I don’t know”. You want to shout “I DOOON’T KNOW '' but you don’t because you think no one will listen or you are afraid someone will listen. Then you don’t know what to do. ‘Cause you don’t know. It is as it is.
Perhaps, you want to cry, you are crying, you will cry or you don’t know how to. It is ok. You can cry and you will cry. You will shout. You will weep. You can sob. You can whimper and whine. However you don’t know whether you want to stop the slide or not. Cause you don’t know you can do it.
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