The stars fill the background story

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Cycle of life

In the night
I sleep
In the day
I work

In the evening
I introspect
In the dawn
I plan

Prisoner of this life
I yearn to find meaning
What's this life
If I don't know it's meaning...

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sleeping to ignore the otherworldly problems

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The confusion

The inside of my soul
Yearns for freedom
To express my vision
To fight head on with world's idiocracy

Everyone seems busy in relationships
Yet i am busy wondering my existence
People seems lost in love and it's charms
Yet here I'm stuck figuring my inner thoughts

Lost in my inner thoughts
I also dream to love
Ask myself what's the world color?
Will it change when If I feel moved?

Everyone seems to enjoy the Eden's apple
Yet, I keep wondering why it's falling
The people dreams for luxuries
Yet why my dreams are about survival?

Breathing the air,  it seems limited
Conflicted it seems to live every moment
What to treasure & what to discard??
Is it okay to trust myself?

Am I the fool living living in seclusion
Or I am a Saint to accept my faith
Is it foolish to wish for solitary confinement?
Is it wrong to wish the silence?

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The universe is full of chaos, yet the disorder mysteriously leads to order

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