And what were we doing this for... again???
The everyday hustling, frying our brains out over the things which will not "k!ll" us... crying over them... too afraid to be alone... and too tired to be surrounded... what... am I even doing... what am I doing it for?? where did I start?? and why did I start??... Idk... I don't remember... I forgot what and how it was supposed to be like by the time I reached, where I am... today!! And when I reach out... you out there... are the same... and who are you gonna reach out to??? will this ever end?? how long am I willing to continue... how long... will I be patient... I don't know... why is everybody in a rush... what are they running to!!? did they figure it ou-- oh wait... but then again... I am never them... it's illegal to compare myself to anybody out there. Who set the rules... and why are we supposed to abide by them... why does resting feel so illegal... when will it be... that 'll breath... and heal you.?