The more you know, the less it all makes sense.
Life's not fair. Some say it's just a game. Some say it's destiny. Chance. What you make of it.
I say it's luck, blood, sweat, tears, arseholes, sweethearts, strangers, lovers, experiences and unfairness. Life is not fair.
We hurt the ones we love. We say things we don't mean, and don't say the things we truly want.
Oftentimes we search for answers; when it's staring us right in the face. Sometimes we swear with everything we have, that we have the answer, only to discover when it's all too late, that we were wrong all along.
Wars to create peace. Working our arses off so 'all our hard work pays off', only for some douche-y slob to get what we want.
You're either born good looking, or you're not. Either way, you're always wanting to alter some part of you.
Wishing and hoping for a certain something/someone, only to finally get it in our hands and no longer wish for it/them.
Believing we've seen and attained everything needed, to then 'move-on' and discover what we needed was what we had. What we lost.
Falling in love, swearing it is forever, giving everything one has, only to change our minds or be left broken.
Reaching the darkest places, becoming so emotionless and numb, wanting it all to end, believing you cannot take another breath, only to wind up back on top.
To have it all... and then to lose it.
Thinking it's just a bad week, one off night, to be then ruled by padded walls and rounded medicines.
To live and then to die.
Life's not fair. Some say it's just a game. Some say it's destiny. Chance. What you make of it.
I say it's luck, blood, sweat, tears, arseholes, sweethearts, strangers, lovers, experiences and unfairness. Life is not fair.
We hurt the ones we love. We say things we don't mean, and don't say the things we truly want.
Oftentimes we search for answers; when it's staring us right in the face. Sometimes we swear with everything we have, that we have the answer, only to discover when it's all too late, that we were wrong all along.
Wars to create peace. Working our arses off so 'all our hard work pays off', only for some douche-y slob to get what we want.
You're either born good looking, or you're not. Either way, you're always wanting to alter some part of you.
Wishing and hoping for a certain something/someone, only to finally get it in our hands and no longer wish for it/them.
Believing we've seen and attained everything needed, to then 'move-on' and discover what we needed was what we had. What we lost.
Falling in love, swearing it is forever, giving everything one has, only to change our minds or be left broken.
Reaching the darkest places, becoming so emotionless and numb, wanting it all to end, believing you cannot take another breath, only to wind up back on top.
To have it all... and then to lose it.
Thinking it's just a bad week, one off night, to be then ruled by padded walls and rounded medicines.
To live and then to die.
Goodluck people. xoxo
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