Life is like Ikea,
Feels like it will never end,
But when it does,
It is too late.
A labyrinth you enter,
Beds and pillows guide the way,
Seems so cynical and perfect,
Still the hassle lies within.
It begins as an endless curiosity,
Soon trivially you follow the lines,
The excitement slowly fades,
It just has to be done.
Nov 2, 2017
Nov 2, 2017 at 11:29 AM UTC
Life is like Ikea,
Feels like it will never end,
But when it does,
It is too late.
A labyrinth you enter,
Beds and pillows guide the way,
Seems so cynical and perfect,
Still the hassle lies within.
It begins as an endless curiosity,
Soon trivially you follow the lines,
The excitement slowly fades,
It just has to be done.