Deep down
I am nothing
just empty,
a hollow tube,
nothing on it,
some atoms,
some molecules.
What am I?
Who am I?
Oh this vicious circle of life
go to school,
college,
university,
find a love,
settle down,
children,
stuff,
stuff,
and more stuff.
Such a linear path.
Why did I learn vectors?
Why always A to B to C?
No
take me to Z.
Yet
nothing happened.
Same job,
same thing.
Are you bored?
No, it’s alright.
I would like to be roasted,
toasted,
but not busted
with this life.
Oh, maybe there’s something
interesting to do?
Maybe you will
enjoy it?
Like what?
How long can temporary things
keep me happy?
No
keep it up with yourself.
I need something else,
but I don’t know what.
Endless pleasure?
No
endless leisure?
No
rise above pleasure
and leisure.
There should be something
something that defines life,
that defines love,
that defines my existence.
There must be something
unexplored,
undiscovered.
Come on,
tell me
what it is.



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