I'm this plane again and I am here. Wishing I am never there nor then. Again, I am here. Apathetic as i am now... bored as I ever am of still being here. Why not end it all, you may ask. I am never sure of answer as well. I am just here and there. Annoyed as I can be. Angered by it all. Existing here as I loathe it simultaneously. But why I am still here if i feel such a thing and why do I not take any action at all. Again I am here and still I lived. Am I cowering in fear of being gone, of vanishing in this world and of being forgotten? Or am I growing to hate and love this existing time of mine. In your own thoughts do you not alkso love and hate your existence? Answer me why am i still here? Why are we ALL still here?
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