aneurysm

i think i'm losing it. my world has once again crumbled. there's just so many
things to do, things to complete, but yet so little time
that , just like any other cliche, sounds so lame (and yes this is another cliche too)
but it's so very true to me right now.
the longer i stay in this eternal waking dream
the longer i suffer from it
it's the kind of feeling so undescribable, but yet so real
the feeling of waking up each day just for another day
the feeling of meeting the same old people, and strangers to
the feeling of getting angry, and happy and angry once more
the feeling of craziness, depression..and yet deeper depression
the feeling of cars whizzing by along the roads
people on the streets
the feeling of every other ordinary day
i repeat
every other ORDINARY day
when will this endless pointless cycle end
when will people start to understand
that life is more than just living and living and living
for the sake of living alone
everyday people pass me by
not every knowing why
what they're every living for
not everyone knows
but not everyone doesn't ever know either
the headache is killing me.
fare well