Life gets faster every day,
No time to think, no time to play.
Hurry, chaos, lots of stress;
Tension leads to sleeplessness.
When will all this madness cease?
Where is free time? Where is peace?
I’m running, doing, till I drop.
Give me buttons: Pause, Mute, Stop!
I feel lonely.
I must succeed.
Can I call my parents?
No, they have too much on their plates.
Can I call my teachers?
No, We only discuss school work.
Can I call my friends?
No, they are always too busy, and never pick up the phone.
Can I call That Friend?
… No, I cannot have her worry about me.
......
I was tired of life.
Ran into the wild.
Searching for peace.
God help me please.
I was tired of life.
All materialized.
Searching for fun.
Never stop, just run.
......
the stress
of this thing
is heavy like a
weighted blanket
casting blue shadows
across crispy kindling-dry
landscapes of the world's future
with a grey thunderhead towering
to the invisible foothills of olympus
miniaturizing all i've ever been
......
Won't lie on that single page,
Because more than achievements are my fears.
Lower than my grades is my love for me.
But why would you ask that
You are only concerned about the B grade in mathematics, I got four years ago.
And yes, you may tell me that it's okay to get a B and ask me to not cry.
Tell me that I have got different qualities.
Tell me how I fit for some XYZ Job.
But No. Don't stop me and let me cry.
Let me cry for the 33 marks I got.
......
I’m stressed out
by my narcissistic mother...
I’m stressed out
by my clueless dad...
I’m stressed out
by my bratty children...
They’re all driving me
frickin’ mad...
They all tell me
......
the stress
of this thing
is heavy like a
weighted blanket
casting blue shadows
across crispy kindling-dry
landscapes of the world's future
with a grey thunderhead towering
to the invisible foothills of olympus
miniaturizing all i've ever been
......
Life gets faster every day,
No time to think, no time to play.
Hurry, chaos, lots of stress;
Tension leads to sleeplessness.
When will all this madness cease?
Where is free time? Where is peace?
I’m running, doing, till I drop.
Give me buttons: Pause, Mute, Stop!
Unspilled tears hidden behind her hollow shouts,
When noxious scars highlight secrets of years
Absolutely carved unfulfilled dreams
From Silent screams to broken mirrors,
Reveal cruel actions that grace her skin,
Chaotic smile that start to disappear
Unveiling the battle, yet to win
Purring desires that no one ever hear.
......
Won't lie on that single page,
Because more than achievements are my fears.
Lower than my grades is my love for me.
But why would you ask that
You are only concerned about the B grade in mathematics, I got four years ago.
And yes, you may tell me that it's okay to get a B and ask me to not cry.
Tell me that I have got different qualities.
Tell me how I fit for some XYZ Job.
But No. Don't stop me and let me cry.
Let me cry for the 33 marks I got.
......