of cycles and loops

i just watched "50 first dates" with my computer tonight (monday night cos it's already tuesday morning) and even though its a movie it reminded me that at least what i'm doing nowadays is not as silly as what Lucy's dad and brother are doing for her; but one thing's definetly for sure : both have pointless outcomes. maybe i should count my blessings for having a boring office job compared to the other kids who are always out chioning in a jungle and training for a useless war (we'll all still be dead) hmm..lets see other than that..i also have a few f-up superiors who are great for levelling up my tolerance levels for nonsense and unreasonable qualms, great peers who also share my shitty plight and so much extra time which i usually waste away.

every night i lie in bed
thinking what my life is going to be
and every time i try to fly away
i get shot down, blown away
all's left is but the chaff
what will i be
a rhyme without reason
a song without emotion
or a pretty flower on the wall
bright shining star, made to stand out
and everytime i close my eyes
i see Uncertainty
its haunting me

everything's pointless
all's but an act

quoting the famous words of Ozzy Osbourne : of all the things i miss, i missed my mind the most