Monday, June 08, 2009 @ 6/08/2009 10:21:00 PM
Maybe life isn't as simple as I pictured it when I was 5 years old.
Maybe I was wrong about how the world worked as I pictured it.
Maybe the fact that I was precocious was already wrong.
Maybe my thoughts are all wrong.
Maybe I was deceived.
Maybe I shouldn't exist.
Maybe my existence was a wrongful one.
Maybe I... Don't know what to do anymore.
On the tip of my fingers.
On the tip of my tongue.
I fear your tears.
I fear your thoughts.
Today was a tiring day.
Today was a meaningful day.
Today was a fulfilling day.
Today was a learning day.
In the staff room at school.
I figured out what life was.
Maybe it's different from what others think.
Maybe it's the same.
Maybe it's different from when how I thought life to be when I was 5.
Maybe it's the same.
Who knows.
Who cares.
Do I know.
Do I care.
You don't know.
You don't care.
Life's unfair.
I finally reached enlightenment.
And attained Nirvana.
If one day.
I'm gone.
Would anyone notice?
Would people care?
Would people cry?
Would anyone even ask.
