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The smell of rain hung heavily in the air, so thick it was almost stifling. Droplets of translucent water hung on the tips of leaves, threatening to fall. Fishing out the old & ragged yet so precious mp3,you plug them in your ears & the world immediately shuts down. this is what it does,miracle;magic. Fingering the crisp notes among the bunch of 4238794627 other papers,you began to hum. & write. there is a pencil just about every corner where you can reach them easily. they're pretty essential. you've got tonnes of deep thoughts running through your mind & when a good inspiration came at the most unexpected time, i.e;usually when you're having a meal or in the shower,you just stop whatever you're doing at the moment & rush off to jot them down quickly before they disappear. but tonight there's almost no inspiration,even if it was such a lovely night filled with peace. crumbled papers are everywhere,from where you sit all the way to the door. heck it,even all over the top of the bed next to you. there's no trashcan,you basically don't make that much of a trash in your room. it's a thing you've been so strict about,no matter what is on the floor-just no papers. because you'd feel so eager to scribble something about the day on any paper you see once you get back home. ;mostly about how depressing today is. and you compare today's misery to yesterday's. has it gotten any better? yes? no? either way, you don't care because you're finally home,though this place doesn't belong to you. but tonight is an exception, you can't really be bothered by that anymore.
they don't know life, one of the many voice in you whispers;-'i was wrong. all along.'
do you know how it feels to be effortless yet trying so hard to no avail?
because you've never try hard enough. try,try,try till you pant & pant & pant till you can't breathe anymore. that's what ENOUGH is about.
'but no matter how hard i try,i can't just "live each day to its fullest" because really,how much tomorrow(s) left do we have? with that said i'm not implying about the end of the world or shits like that.'
people age. you know? if you don't that's because you're too young to realise.
i''ll be the first to leave if i don't make it.
it keeps haunting you-all this crazy thoughts about tomorrow,tomorrow & tomorrow. how are you gonna live? you're a subject-to-change person,thus motivations does not work because you forget them instantly when faced with yet another huge ass challenge.
sure,at times you can be REALLY motivated & all,but to actually deal with the shit itself,it takes a shitload of courage & effort. then again,have you been viewing life a little too lightly?
your heart aches. so much. because you simply care too much;more than you should. worst of all, you've NEVER showed it in the right way.
laugh all you want.
but this just isn't you.
where is your personality? has it packed up & ran away from you simply because you couldn't bring it out? simply because you couldn't unleash it? simply because you've been hiding it? 몰라 몰라 몰라.
you soared-so loudly so that it could hear you & come back but it's just nowhere to be found. you feel so lost without it,almost like a bird without its wings. jeez. that's silly whatever.
& so, you said with a lisp-almost so soft that noones hears you;
listen,i was a bright kid. noone hears me. i'm blinded by the world. or the other way round.
i WAS happy. the last time when i sincerely laughed was ages ago. i..had forgotten how to?
i figured i was too depressant but my effort was pointless too.
because once it started,it goes on. it grows without effort. all you need is just to not voice out anything. & when you're blinded by the rest under unfavourable circumstances, the dark overpowers you more.
in the first stage,you start feeling under-appreciated. but that's okay,because everyone
feels that way once in a while.
but has it been going on & on,minute by minute,tic toc tic toc tic toc,day by day,it turns into a fear-that controls the way you think,speak,& act.
you're too aware of the future,loosen up baby. life is too short to be sad?LICK MY EFFING FOOT. >:|
The sun peeked out from behind the clouds and shone its warm ray on the ground below. shit,it's another day. you want it to be sad again,oh yeah. you feel like too many eyeballs pointing your way & you can't help but to jizz your pants. geez,you say. 'i'll never do this again.'
Labels: melancholies.