Why i am a loser!

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a bundle of laughter
joy and happiness
was a daily routine
in my life

busy i was always
time was always short
time was always short
when it came to all things fun

juggling books on one hand
a football on the other
a heavy bag to add to the burder
i was supposed to be living life

constantly running
doing something all the time
my only free time
was when i fell asleep

time flew so fast
before i knew it
i was at it all over again

balancing work
partying with friends
trying to live a crazy life to the fullest
running helter and skelter
chasing an unknown treasure

bored with running around in circles
day after day
i started
seeking love and affection
from a world chasing materialistic dreams

like a caged animal in a zoo
people came
and people left
leaving me trapped in this cage

until one day
all the rage within
blew up the cage
that was my life

unwilling to join the madness, once again
i sit down on the empty park bench
watching the world constantly run
like a hamster in a wheel
trying to live a life
that is not theirs
that is devoid of love and affection

watching me sitting on the park bench
the world calls me a loser

the world calls me a loser
for fleeing the rat race
that everyone is part of

for trying to live a life
that is full of love and affection

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note: inspired by personal life incidents 🙂

image courtesy flickr