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*Blink I fall, I knew eventually I would fall. But I didn’t want to, at least not now. I may say I don’t ‘give a f about what society thinks about me.’ But deep down, I seek for attention. I want validation. I want respect. I want to be accepted and loved, And looked upon. But this is tough. I don’t know how long, I can do this. Sadly, we are taught this is the only ‘Way’. Because success is never defined by you. The society defines your success. You are a pawn. The game, your moves, the result, everything Is set by them. *blink I’m in a state of dilemma One preaches, ‘These minuscule bits of time Which are smaller than a molecule in The entire expanse of this ever-expanding universe. Can’t determine your entire future. Nor can the society. Your success, your happiness Is defined by you, not them.’ The other reminds me, that your success is defined by the society you live in. And to them this is the ‘only way’ to success. And defying them Is losing your Status, love, fame, acknowledgement, And you can’t afford that. *blink However, hypocritical I might sound, I’m forced to choose the second. But every passing second I live with the guilt of never Choosing the other road. Cause the road not taken, was perhaps the road I was to take. *blink Focus, time is slipping away. So, I stop contemplating and work mechanically. Finally, it is over. A sigh of relief. But unfortunately, this is not the end. Once you let yourself in to this system. Then you are lost to it. You are consumed by it you are enslaved. *Hush Take rest for now. Because you are trapped, They have fabricated your journey to ‘happiness’, And you can’t turn back. *blink Eyes shut. Pen drops. -Blank-
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Jan 31, 2019
Jan 31, 2019 at 11:00 AM UTC
*Blink.
*Blink I fall, I knew eventually I would fall. But I didn’t want to, at least not now. I may say I don’t ‘give a f about what society thinks about me.’ But deep down, I seek for attention. I want validation. I want respect. I want to be accepted and loved, And looked upon. But this is tough. I don’t know how long, I can do this. Sadly, we are taught this is the only ‘Way’. Because success is never defined by you. The society defines your success. You are a pawn. The game, your moves, the result, everything Is set by them. *blink I’m in a state of dilemma One preaches, ‘These minuscule bits of time Which are smaller than a molecule in The entire expanse of this ever-expanding universe. Can’t determine your entire future. Nor can the society. Your success, your happiness Is defined by you, not them.’ The other reminds me, that your success is defined by the society you live in. And to them this is the ‘only way’ to success. And defying them Is losing your Status, love, fame, acknowledgement, And you can’t afford that. *blink However, hypocritical I might sound, I’m forced to choose the second. But every passing second I live with the guilt of never Choosing the other road. Cause the road not taken, was perhaps the road I was to take. *blink Focus, time is slipping away. So, I stop contemplating and work mechanically. Finally, it is over. A sigh of relief. But unfortunately, this is not the end. Once you let yourself in to this system. Then you are lost to it. You are consumed by it you are enslaved. *Hush Take rest for now. Because you are trapped, They have fabricated your journey to ‘happiness’, And you can’t turn back. *blink Eyes shut. Pen drops. -Blank-
blink. what starts will eventually end. rest.
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Jan 31, 2019
Jan 31, 2019 at 11:00 AM UTC
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