Let’s face it, life isn’t worth living most days. What can you do about it? I’m afraid you can’t do much. It will cause you to try and escape from reality and then where will you be? Crushed without a place to go. Yeah, that’s the kind of consequences I’m talking about most of the time. So, why bother with it all? I’m not sure why I do most days. Wouldn’t it be easier to off myself? I mean who hasn’t thought about killing themselves from time to time? I know I have. It would be nice not to have these thoughts and feelings about my life. But I do have them and they won’t go away. So I must deal with them. There’s nothing wrong with that, I guess? Maybe there is. I don’t know for sure. So just allow it to be whatever it wants to be. If life wants me dead, who am I to argue with it? There’s so many things in this life that don’t matter. So many things in this life that do matter. I need to find a balance in between the two things and make it work out for me.
Ah to be free
as a bird on the clouds
a fish in the ocean
To let it all go
without a care in the world
to live and breathe as I wish
Instead I shackle myself
binding myself here in these thoughts
this life, these memories
Someday I'll learn
I'll figure it all out
and be free... I'll understand what that is
as a bird on the clouds
a fish in the ocean
To let it all go
without a care in the world
to live and breathe as I wish
Instead I shackle myself
binding myself here in these thoughts
this life, these memories
Someday I'll learn
I'll figure it all out
and be free... I'll understand what that is
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