Do you take a moment to actually mind what they say?
How much is that affecting your life? And more importantly,
How is that working out for you?
Remember when, six years ago, you promised yourself that you'll go back there again someday; to the place under the same tree that gave you shade the when the summer sun got too warm and bright. Today, you are a guest. One day, you are the host, you said to yourself. You were so determined and you knew exactly the steps you were going to take to get you there. Back then, you might be naive; but you had a vision, and your mission isn't something that you have to spend nights in solitude thinking of.
Oh, look at you now. Someone asked you, "What do you plan to do with your life?" and you were fuzzed and you had to lie with something as silly as 'I have something, but I can't tell you now.'
You were listening to the sad, sad song about someone who was obsessed with the clarinet teacher's daughter and it brought you to one of the most painful part of your past, and you cried in silence, and you wish you could've stopped yourself but instead you cried harder, and you felt you were alone beneath the sad, starry sky, and you wonder why a starry sky could make you feel so sad but you decided to stop asking yourself questions--especially ones you don't have the answers to. He's gone, you told yourself. And he probably doesn't care that I've been gone, too.
What are you doing with your life? Seriously, what?
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