if only we didn't chase after every ball that rolled into an unmarked territory
or reach after every shooting star that swam across the night sky
if only we didn't have to look at every face that passed by ours in the hallway
or touch everything that looked tangible
if only we didn't fall in love with every man we ever met
or hate every person who shattered our being
wrote this out of pure sadness/hatred for life
life ***** but what ***** more is having to walk through it everyday not knowing what will happen next
But I guess that's why life exists,
To see what comes next.
To see what we like and what we don't like.