There is never an easy way to get what you want in life. Even if it is something you love, how can you ever be sure to know that what you’re doing is the right thing? You can try to set your mind free, hope that it will come back with some ideas and insights. Make you happy. Find that one thing that really is your destiny. We all want to find it, but so many of us get lost along the way.
If the way was an easy one, everyone would be happy. Knowing, not hoping.
How many empty songs have to be sung until we know?
Words don’t mean anything. Everything is getting more and more unreal, every minute now. We don’t look at paper any longer. It’s all on those black mirrors.
The lights shine softly in the evening, mesmerizing. We can never break free. We once loved to get our rest, now we get lost in a virtual world, reading beautiful lies. Betray ourselves.
When we finally get up to lie down, it’s hard to find some sleep. Thousands and thousands thought drifting through our bedroom. To find some peace we reach out to another device, to shut them up. To never hear ourselves.
How peaceful, how painful is this life. Tomorrow will be another day filled with those beautiful unreal things, entwining us, isolating us. The more we read the lies, the faster we will be able to believe everything.
Maybe the way will get easier.
Eventually, it feels like everything is easy. There is no more hard work required, there are too many fake things around us. We no longer know what we want, what we do. We find peace when we are lost.
There is no passion to hurt us any longer.
No more expectations, from others, from ourselves. Mediocrity did set us free. Happiness is lost now forevermore. But why should we care.