discontent

sometimes it's just hard to satisfy the demands of all people.
out of the dissatisfaction of themselves towards others they start to asks us things.
they pop questions.
they start to give us this and that kind of instructions.
start to order us here and there.
it will never be enough.
not to those people who are just full of bullshit with their own set of justice and justification.
they are just not satisfied.

its simple.

a point is just what they need. a point is just what they desire. a point is just what it takes.
but what is that point?
it differs to those with their different set of goals. their own objectives.
full of malice. full of conspiracy. full of purpose.

we neither have the freedom nor the free will of ourselves.
puppets is who we are. stringed.
controled by those who are said to be outstanding. those who are capable.
our movements defines who they are.

some say its karma. some say it is the way of the world.
indeed.
that is how it is.

the only option is to follow. only to obey.
for resistance only means handing yourself on a silver platter.

cool is what we call it.
to stay out of sight. stay unheard like shadows creeping on the wall.
invisible.

we are all that we have.
our backs pointed to the tips of thousand daggers.
unwary.
even safe can mean harm.
we are all that we have.

it's just a common blabbering.
of someone who wonders. someone who imagine.
it is not meant for the understanding of others.
because to understand it, you have to be me.

'i provide you with the shoe, it is up to you whether to wear it or not'