Is tonight just making me realize what I should be feeling?
Am I just running so fast
that I'm not only
not seeing
my surroundings but
not feeling
them either?
Can one be so scared of missing out on life
it becomes difficult to tell
if one's afraid of something genuine
or genuinely afraid.
Maybe this is life. And you've chosen to leave it behind.
See what a life this is!
So what kind of life is this?
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