lamenting about
what a carnage
i have found life to be.
like its a particularly new discovery.
i do apologize, since
i write mostly only when im upset.
but somehow,
most days always come down
to this:
that life is just
one damned thing over and over.
i guess life bears the brunt of the blame
mostly because
i dont love being specific,
for reasons of preserving reasonable EQ levels
and besides,
big brother of the world wide web
is watching.
i also dont like to highlight
that people are the main reasons
why life is so darned hard to live.
it displeases people,
which is a vicious cycle since
displeased people
always threaten to all sorts of things
to make life more challenging than
i'd like it to be.
its just so draining, so difficult,
this world.
it's also all the more defeating
to be prone to being at odds
with normalcy,
to resist the world's unwavering
expectations to be as
alike as they are.
life is really not terrible but
its tiring to be battling everyday,
its exhausting just to keep up
with the rate at which the weight on
the shoulders are burgeoning
and its the absolute difficulty to
love the world that
forces you to unleash your ugliest
of human frailties
in order to win, to fit in, to stand out,
to bearly survive-
and a wider assortment of
other human activites.
every step in life is a
reluctant but necessary one.
guess the mournful optimist
in me will treat this lifetime of
trial and tribulations as time-fillers
while waiting for my turn to die.
BUT ANYWAY
BACK TO THE REAL
WORLD, BACK TO COMBAT.
9:55 PM