I realized today that I’m tired,
bitter;
in an utter jaded mood.
with my
ventures faded,
my high hopes screwed.
looking for slumber and silence
stillness
definitive closure.
maybe I’ve had enough,
perhaps I should relish my ultimate social exposure.
but chatting instead of doing it
is kind of synthetic,
seriously indelicate,
definitely pathetic.
(although
my most probably attempt would be
not to fake it,
life still allures me, fascinates and erect me)
what am I to do?
how am I to go beyond
with such an annoying, life-grabbing bond?
