too damn selfish.

this won't be a nice piece,

this is me venting my frustration here.

as i have no ability,

to hash it out loud.

not with someone i love.

how can one live twice my age,

and see no real life's values?

or is it me,

who sees life too highly?

is it just that shallow?

that the greatest chase in life,

is wealth,

is social standing,

is the image to the outside world,

is one and oneself only.

is it true that's that,

and i am being way naive?

isn't cooking or doing laundry fun?

isn't working out for a healthier life fun?

isn't loving and taking care of somebody nice?

isn't going on holidays with your loved ones nice?

isn't watching your children grow up wonderful?
isn't growing old with somebody wonderful?

from the simplest to the most core,

for me they're what i look forward to the most.

apparently it's simply a necessity for some,

more like burdens than blessings.

obligatory things to do so your life looks perfect in every way.

fine,

everybody's entitled to their own idea of life.

but insisting for one to agree and follow-suit,

simply is nonsense.

truly selfish.

just too damn selfish.

the ultimate questions.

sometimes we do not realize,

what lies inside of us.

thought that we came by fine,

only time tells.

what damage cooks itself inside.

it takes courage,

to dive into a surge.

it is in fact insane,

to know it is there.

yet still yearns to swim into.

however sometimes,

what's underneath is so precious.

to think against all odds,

too good to let go.

also too good to be true.

but in fact exists.

oh this,

comes once in a lifetime.

the love like your own,

that you quietly wish exist in somebody else.

and for it to come to you,

creates a perfect harmony.

flawless rhythm.

the fear still remains,

the bliss of goodness unfailingly emerges.

to dance or not to dance.

to dive or not to dive.

to risk or not to risk.

become the ultimate questions.