When I first open my eyes
I do not thank God for still being alive
Because I am rushing to work
And busy tidying up myself
As to inform people that I look fine on the outside
I drive past nature
Do not care while she is waving at me
The people in front of me are the same
Eyes looked straight and back bent curved
Needles obstructed by the humdrum of life
Never have I felt that time moves so slowly
I pretend to be happy and content
To avoid being swallowed by the hollowness within me
I preach self-love and freedom
Because I want them included in my life
For me they seem never enough
My whole life I have been told that I must be better
It seems like life is all about being better
Otherwise my existence could not be proven
Each week there will be two days on which I am free
At least I thought so
I spend the two days finding happiness
To retrieve what I have lost
At least I thought so
I heard God’s laughing at me
She asked me whether I am truly happy
Or merely changing my hollowness into something presentable
I said I do not know
Who on earth knows what they want?
God did not answer my question
From those fleeting moments throughout life
Maybe I have found happiness
I just do not know
Perhaps I have seen meanings in my life
I just walk straight past them
Life as it is is never enough
God is laughing again
What is the difference?
I am going to forget anyway.
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