When you're sad and you don't know why

This chest hurts and I can't summon enough energy to do anything. I used to blame it on lazyness, but lazyness doesn't make me feel like this. This is my off day, my chance to do things that I've planned all week, I'm sure they will be fun. Well, I'd rather slump on my bed and trying to forget. Forget what, though. Everything around me whether annoys me or makes my chest even more hurts. Life is not as bad as per usual. I am grateful, but its like im not grateful enough. Gah, I think I'll just sleep again.

I didn't ask for this

I used to despise that kind of person. Then I turned to be that kind person. Some say karma has won. Well, my hypocrisy has never let me down. And I'm sure I'm not the only one. They just chose to lift their skirt and run. Then I despise them too, then despise myself too, i am them anyway.

Always

He is running to the never-end of the ring of life.
Winding in and winding out for a chance to survive.
Wavering in a crunching numbers of grief.
Cowering behind the so called belief.

Always.

But he never gets tired of this kind of life.
He doesn't leave off and live with a wife.
He takes pleasure from every single new leaf.
He waits for his very own magical relief.

Always.

-Adqz

Creating the memory

While holding tight to the time. Begging it to go slower. So much slower.