#thisworld

The world is messy and confusing

I try a new technique each day

to see it from a different angle

Swallow pink pills

in hope they’ll turn my glasses rose tinted

Stop and pause Behind a camera lense

hoping that one day my mind will snap and store

these memories the same way

I dance to smooth jazz

Desperately trying to drown out the rush

the pain and the panic of the outside world

Jump over cracks

as if this will save my mother’s broken back

from the years she spent raising a family

in these gum splattered streets

But once you look

I mean really look

This world is so full of pain, and brutality

I regret many decisions in my life that I loved making once. Life isn’t how it looks like. It’s irrational, it’s the specifity of one’s assumptions that how he bends the routes of the journey he’s going on. It’s beautiful in one moment and not in the other. Life is like looking through a kaleidoscope, and all the time you’re given to look through it, you don’t admire how pleasing it looks or how beautiful it is, you’re too dumb to question yourself that what is it? The patterns im seeing do they really mean something? Is it a signal or something like that. But it’s nothing, it’s all about the beauty you need to adore,not how to figure out how it became that eye- catching.