What do you do when you just let things happen all around you?
When things unfold and life hums on,
And you don’t wanna face any of it?
What do you do when revisions, deadlines and tests loom at your horizon,
And you don’t even feel like making a start?
What do you do when time sifts through your life like dry sand,
And you make no effort to catch up?
When you watch the world flit by,
And don’t fly along?
When your heart asks questions it has no business asking,
And you have no control over it?
When your brain thinks of things, it knows is wrong,
And yet, continues its thinking?
When your conscience itself is in a dilemma?
When your feelings take a route,
Different from those that you’re accustomed to?
When you wake up to each morning sun,
In the unfamiliar territory of a new mindset?
When you spend each waking moment in that thought,
Yet guiltily tread back at the realization?
When nothing you do has your heart in it,
‘cause its busy in debating between what’s ‘right’ and what’s moral?
When even what you love doing the most,
Is now influenced by new effects?
When your thinking is molded by an unseen presence?
When you doubt your own sanity,
Perseverance?
Promises?
Words?
Morality,even?
When you know something’s not quite right?
And something, surely, definitely is not the same as it was?
When suddenly everything in your life,
Is as confusing and wavering and unclear as this poem?
What do you do?
When you don’t want to face these questions,
Let alone answering them?
Maybe, ‘cause you know you’re not strong or sure enough?
And you know you’re scared,
Of friends,
Of everyone,
Of your own silly heart?
What do you do??
When things unfold and life hums on,
And you don’t wanna face any of it?
What do you do when revisions, deadlines and tests loom at your horizon,
And you don’t even feel like making a start?
What do you do when time sifts through your life like dry sand,
And you make no effort to catch up?
When you watch the world flit by,
And don’t fly along?
When your heart asks questions it has no business asking,
And you have no control over it?
When your brain thinks of things, it knows is wrong,
And yet, continues its thinking?
When your conscience itself is in a dilemma?
When your feelings take a route,
Different from those that you’re accustomed to?
When you wake up to each morning sun,
In the unfamiliar territory of a new mindset?
When you spend each waking moment in that thought,
Yet guiltily tread back at the realization?
When nothing you do has your heart in it,
‘cause its busy in debating between what’s ‘right’ and what’s moral?
When even what you love doing the most,
Is now influenced by new effects?
When your thinking is molded by an unseen presence?
When you doubt your own sanity,
Perseverance?
Promises?
Words?
Morality,even?
When you know something’s not quite right?
And something, surely, definitely is not the same as it was?
When suddenly everything in your life,
Is as confusing and wavering and unclear as this poem?
What do you do?
When you don’t want to face these questions,
Let alone answering them?
Maybe, ‘cause you know you’re not strong or sure enough?
And you know you’re scared,
Of friends,
Of everyone,
Of your own silly heart?
What do you do??
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