Life is a fleeting existence.
We simply live for the day and move on to the next day.
With the passing of time, I grow weary and tired of waiting. These short moments that seem endless as the hands of time move slowly for me. And because it moves about so slow, I come to experience things that I mostly hate. Loving continuously without ever being loved in return. Being lied face-to-face. Trusting someone and being betrayed. This heart-wrenching endless repetition of disbelief in people makes me sick. If from birth I struggled enough to be the ONE amongst the millions of cells that competed to be born, I wonder know if being chosen was a good enough reason to live. Now that I am faced with the reality of living in the real world, I become tired, exhausted from the things this world has to offer. The darkness of the people that I come to associate with. Just when I thought the war was over then, it still continues on the world outside. Battling for positions, for power, for money, for survival. Though men have become more "civilized", there is no civility in the ways of the world. The more popular "survival of the fittest" still exists with a more elaborate set of rules that only those that made it are sure to profit. I hate it. Something I hate from this world. The rules that whoever-the-hell made is tormenting me because of my so-called consciousness whilst others thrive and step on others without any remorse of a kind. Why am I bound to this world? Better yet, for what am I living? Waking up alive to tomorrow, uncertain and unable to find a reason for existing, it makes me want to crawl back to the side of my bed and lament this life I'm living. I am soooo tired. Tired of everything else. Tired of the people that surrounds me. Tired of the norms of society. Tired of this fake smile and this mask that I have to wear just to "fit in".
I wish.
If only I could be granted one wish...
I wish for....
