Today unlike everyday,
Out of all the days,
Woke up late,
Woke up horrible,
Not much difference to life isn't it.
At times,
Life can be great,
Most of it,
Are just series of dissappointment,
Failure,
And being not good enough mixed all together,
Well, humans think,
Humans think all the time,
But the real question is,
How far do they think?
Some are just too self centered,
Well, most of the people I know,
Apparently.
These people don't think,
They leave the thinking to other people,
Somehow and somewhat,
You're obliged to think for them,
To worry about them,
To always and always care about them,
You're stuck in this pithole where those people's feelings matters more than yours,
It hurts them to not be able,
To think for those people,
And it hurts everytime.
You find yourself somewhat useless,
They find yourself a dissappointment,
Only,
Just only because,
You can't think for them.
Can't take care of their feelings.
Because guess what?
Somehow you don't have one,
You don't have things to worry,
You don't have feelings of your own,
Because it's all about them,
It's all about the pain they endure,
Things on their head are not for them,
Its meant for you to take it all away,
Its meant for you to endure and not them,
Because again they don't think,
They don't think unlike you,
You,
You know how much you think,
You know how much pain you're in,
You're hurting every second,
Every minute,
Over and over and over again.
It's a never ending loop that will never stop.
You're caught up in this purgatory,
Where no one cares about anything,
Other than losing someone that thinks for them,
That you just wanna go back,
Go all the way back,
Where you do longer woke up,
Feeling horrible.
And so you wish and continue wishing,
You wished for prodigious things,
To happen upon you,
But it seemed too unlikely doesn't it?
So then you think and think,
And kept on thinking,
So then you wish,
You wish for ,
Would be upon yourself.
