lost in state

What is more to life?
I sit here staring at pixels that blink and some that don’t.
I hallucinate for the lack of hydration.
I contemplate on issues that surround.
I know that somewhere, a purpose has been deemed for me to find.
That I’m not only here for spite.
I am not only a dot, I am not a bubble, not even a single thread amongst many others.
I have a reason but that reason I have to search.
Do I have to create consequences in order for me to come up with sensible actions?
My mind is wandering off and I feel stressed.
Through the corners of my head (yes, my head has corners) balls are passing through (no, my head doesn’t have balls)
What sense is there for me to think?
I feel like a robot designed to operate but I’m losing control.
I go in spaces and places that can only be touched within imagination.
I go into an abyss fighting decisions that don’t have to be argued.
My mind is meant for lunacy, and it’s only a matter of clocks ticking before this perception is headed towards the bomb.

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nothing seems to rhyme anymore

Your opinion still matters, but hear me out too. Don’t even think that I’m still stuck. It’s just sad knowing that you still have the impression that you’ve thought I’ll always be. Do you see me as a freak? I can’t change that. I just wish you’d open your mind now. People change, remember? That’s been the excuse ever since.

life, truth, lie

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can't answer a simple question

Just yesterday, a colleague asked me a question I couldn’t answer these days.

“What are my priorities in life?”

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transitory diversion

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I need my diversion, something to keep me busy.
So I may not have to think about life, so I may not have to think at all.

get a life, Edcel

So here I am, doing Overtime work just because I don’t have anything better to do on a weekend. Well, this isPhotobucket actually good since I didn’t have enough plans to go out of town, I’ll be going somewhere next weekend though. Right now, I’m just increasing the salary that goes to the bank down to my pocket till I just poop it all and flush it down the toilet.

not again

I don’t know what’s going on with life already. We are always like this, trapped with bad credit loans. Just a month ago, I was so ecstatic knowing that after a year’s worth of wait, I finally got my payroll ATM. However, it only lasted a few days, because my father requested me again to ask for another loan so we can finance the business that we were in.

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blabber

Why does a person have to grow up in order to find the importance of meaning? Can’t things be any simpler for us all in order to achieve a better and clearer understanding of what keeps us going? What is the purpose of existence? Do I even have one? What’s with all these questions? Am I ever going to find answers?

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