Nov 2022
3 am
alone at night, under a waiting shed.
eyes wide open, but my body yearning for rest.
staring across the distance, i find myself contemplating if i'm really happy or if is this all just an episode of my life called the 'great pretending'.
to be honest, i am unsatisfied. unsatisfied with my life. i find myself wanting more than indifference.
i want a life in which when my skin turns all grey and my vision wanes, i can look back to the life i have lived and smile knowing that i have no regrets despite being held down by people who have only known how to live in mediocrity.
a gust of wind passes by waking me in my trance; maybe if i give it a few more days, everything will be okay because at the end of it all-- this is just a mere phase.
alone at night, under a waiting shed.
eyes wide open, but my body yearning for rest.
staring across the distance, i find myself contemplating if i'm really happy or if is this all just an episode of my life called the 'great pretending'.
to be honest, i am unsatisfied. unsatisfied with my life. i find myself wanting more than indifference.
i want a life in which when my skin turns all grey and my vision wanes, i can look back to the life i have lived and smile knowing that i have no regrets despite being held down by people who have only known how to live in mediocrity.
a gust of wind passes by waking me in my trance; maybe if i give it a few more days, everything will be okay because at the end of it all-- this is just a mere phase.
