doesn't it always comes down to this.
who's the better dealer.
who has the gold and the silvers.
im so intrigue by people.
what others can do.
so green with envy.
maybe envy is a source to build oneself.
at times i just feel like im milestones away from what others have already achieved.
the idea of life's and its bearer.
i think it would come to a point where the fuzziness of laughter under the midnight sky, with booze up in our heads, moments we used to share and the little, tiny promises we made, just tend to form a clear line.
a line which we can all see where it points to.
the direction what or where we should take.
or the little hints that we're supposed to take notice of.
i've had many, i've seen many.
people which i looked up to.
inspire me in certain ways.
i want to have a slice of that.
i do feel like a parasite that feeds on sharks at times.
those things that clings around that doesn't seem to be appreciated.
they will never be.
life is a game we play.
a game that i feel that i am never good at.
a game that i will fail.
maybe i am pessimistic.
i do hurl and conceive pain.
i do not have many options.
or i just do not appreciate what i already have.
which are the true ones.
i feel its pointless.
we cling on bricks of walls.
even when the society and it's ordeal tends to kick in.
if one were to ask me, where do i see myself in 10 years,
i honestly have no answer for that.
i tend to wait and see where the road leads me to.
maybe im just one of those who drags a shouvel down that lonely road,
with the load of the world on my shoulders.
oh, prejudice.
the unfairness of things.
conform we shall.
we already did.
and as time weighs in,
tiny thoughts twist and turn,
little actions causes dispersion,
as we shall not realise it.
we leave the ones who are true.
the ones who bares the pain of prickly needles,
the ones who went through thick and thin.
the one whom i was.
oh, just to be in that realm?
take a look now.
that line.
its causing much hatred.
maybe its just jealousy.
let time be the spell then.
