
Call me crazy,
Disoriented and lazy,
There are so much more,
For me to explore,
The world is vast,
Don’t live in the past,
Things can get better,
I’ll find my bread and butter,
No,
Just no.
Call me crazy,
Disoriented and lazy,
There are so much more,
For me to explore,
The world is vast,
Don’t live in the past,
Things can get better,
I’ll find my bread and butter,
No,
Just no.
Be in bed,
With the thoughts,
Rushing and lingering,
From the heaviness,
Of nothingness,
Still made me,
Insomniac.
There are different paths,
I’ve went through,
Crossed and passed,
Rough and smooth,
With rewards and repercussions,
You’ve went through the same,
And took all the blame.
Are you reading this,
Some are from the past,
Some are meant,
For the future,
And if you haven’t know me,
Some words are meant,
For you.
I am to small,
Compared to the Earth,
A vast place,
Yet feels crowded,
I’d probably find,
My other half too.
Some days are for us,
Other days are for them,
What matters are the moment,
That we trying to live in,
Be it the sweet smooth sails,
Or the rough unforgiving waves.
Excitement,
I need one of those,
To at least give me energy,
Rather than stuck,
In the physical and mentally plane,
Of boredom,
In the scorching weather.
There are times in my life,
The vast endless universe,
Resides mostly in my head.
If I had to feel,
Uncertainties,
Hot and cold moments,
Or unnecessary thoughts,
It is obvious,
That is nothing.
There are times,
When my head wanders,
Thinking of things,
That leads to questions,
I did what I always do,
Hitting Google,
Visiting web,
And found deep holes.