Whenever I see others,
They smile, hold hands, chatter endlessly.
They go around places, eat together, scream together for fun.
Most importantly.... They cry together.
I can't relate. UNFORTUNATELY.
Is this what you call a life?
A life where you have no regrets,
where you don't stare the second and minute hand of the clock,
where you're too busy to think how you're just a peck of dust destined to die and forgotten.
Why am I not seeing the worth of life?
I feel like I am trapped in the scorching heat of endless, barren land.
I am tired and I am going crazy.
Without any guidance, the fear of unknown future looms over my mind.
It's pleasing, I admit.
Being obsessed to something to the point, you believe you achieved everything.
Please, tell me how to do it?
Please tell me how to do it? I want to feel it too...
The feeling of living.