It's how it has been for years
And shall be for the rest.
Your walk for some miles
And then you rest.
There's dark after day
And pause after play
Those who sit at a desk,
Run in the gym or a park
And ones who toil all day
Lay down before the dark
If there's just work
or even just rest
You'll soon leave
to make way for the rest.
(Felt nice writing a child like poem.
Why grow up :) )
So i ask him,
why do u do this all
he scratched his head..
as if thinking.. but he knows
he knows exactly.
what he goes through..
He is lazy
but still he wakes up early somedays
he goes against his wishes
he lets it go
whats another hour gonna hurt neone ha ?
so he go through that extra hour.
all throught that hour
he wishes,
wishes it did hurt someone
and he could go
even the last few mins of that hour
he could go and do his thing
his thing
what he wants to do
but he stays the whole hour
hell, he stays a couple of mins more.
Ok so he's supposed to feel good
so he smiles
may be fake smile
but he is smiling
But theres a thing about fake smiles
after a time,
they just stop lasting.
But then theres mathematics
100 fake smiles is greater
than 1 real tear right..
so lets go on.
lets start from the top
all over again
but wait why did this all start?
aah the question
why does he do this all
its simple, same as everybody
The pursuit of happiness.
