How long can we pretend that we are happy,
when we are not. More than half our life we live
in a world which is non existant, a world where
we think life just goes by and we walk along with it.
Don't we all just go by the tide and refuse to just
face it head on because of the fear of hurting others.
It is all a falacy, a lie, how do we define happiness,
Is it the present moment, is it the past or the future?
We all have different excuses to be happy,
But at the end, one who makes the difference
Is the one who is being true to himself/herself
Why do we love to be in a world where life just
means existing, sustaining, being alive.
Do we ever ask ourselves "Hey, how are you today"
We know we do it to everyone we meet everyday
Life is a falacy and we live through it all the years we survive
Can't we be a bit better than that?
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2 comments:
How are you today. Very powerful piece...but I hate you bastard, coz you dont write much...when the fuck will you start to write more you asshole.....now dont give me shit, give me another piece of your powerful writing...
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