Don't learn. Don't practice. Let it be.

Okay. This is it. I'll admit that I don't know how to do it. 


Yes, I don't know how to make the finger!

Well, I tried twice to show it up but failed. Strange enough my fingers went stiff, hard and unpracticed. Nonetheless, I passed in something else-making myself laugh hard. Twice, I earned myself happiness from not knowing how to do it and learned that sometimes, things are better off not knowing. Don't learn. Don't practice. Let it be.

Kills me...

I must have changed.

I might have gotten bad, very bad.

Probably, might have become worst of a person.

But who am I? What I really wanted of life? What and why things are the way they are? I am clueless. I will go insane. I don't know what am I doing and what I will be doing.

I never understand things and I bet I'll never understand anything at all.

I wear something one moment and after a while, I don't understand why I wore that. I just don't understand what’s happening and what is bound to happen. Everything seems like a mystery. I feel like solving it one at a time. But damn the more I indulge with it the more I feel sad. 

It kills me. It kills me. It kills me. It kills me. It kills me.

Someone knocks at the door of my mind. They say things, they blurt words and they do things. And I tend to follow them unknowingly. Finally, I don't understand what it is with me. My mind cease to work and I die again.

One day a part of me dies...I can't help...but to let it to die. I can't help but to look at my death.

 

Good Friends...

Wish, wish and more,

I wish I never met, knew and understood you

Wish if we were strangers and not just good friends,

Things could have been much easier and different

Hurt, it hurts terribly to know that you

Know me but don’t know me well enough

Last night, I cried thinking over the idea

Idea of forgetting you as someone I love truly

But you should never forget that I still

Will love you, loving you immensely

But as a very good friend, that’s what you said

Good friends, just good friends we are…