Words of the wise.
Be present. Live there.
Love your life,
though life's not fair.
Revel
in spontaneity.
Never dwell
on the memories.
Expel sadness and anxiety.
You should be happy.

Well, I'm living here.
I'm living now.
But presently
Im so alone,
always a boken thing.
Constantly on the brink
of this life,
of falling.
Ceaselessly waiting
to disappear.
Feeling so small,
I'd flit away
on the faintest breeze.
Nothing and no one
to hold me down,
or shed a tear.

These days I'm a ghost,
in flesh,
desperate to feel warmth.
Walking through a world
of things so alive.