A short poem, or whatever you call it. A rant maybe?. |
It is a collection of my thoughts every-now-and-then and I just wanted to share this. I wrote this a long time ago and it's been sitting in my drive for about a year. So... enjoy! I want nothing, but it’s more than I could ever ask for. I have everything, but then it’s not enough. When will I learn to appreciate everything and accept nothing? Some people tell me, “you should make the best of what you have”. Some people tell me, “you should do what gets you the most out of life” But they never had the thought, that maybe nothing is everything, And that maybe, I just want nothing. Sometimes, I feel happier when I don’t have a lot on my plate. Not just to sit down and not enjoy life, not just to insult life, but to be at ease with life. I have everything, but it’s more than I could ever ask for. I want nothing, but then it’s not enough. I will never learn, I will always contradict myself and never accept nothing. Maybe, I’m just saying nothing with everything I have. Maybe, I’m just saying everything with nothing I have. It’s everything to me … and it’s nothing to me. |