How are we supposed to live
if everything is YOLO
and we all suffer from FOMO?
At what point do we stop,
slow down, and stand by?
Do we take in the moment
to see what can be possible
without the need to dive in
head first without looking back?
I’ve had my fair share of adventures —
going to places and seeing things
both good and bad.
Life is supposed to be a journey.
Is there a way to
travel along this path
without jumping off cliffs?
Is there a way to become
a jack-of-all-trades,
learning everything?
Should we still hold on to
handlebars and guide wires,
carving out a path,
that won’t lead to regret?
We lie,
make our lives into stories —
more alternate reality
than what we can see
with our own two eyes.
We create mountains out of molehills
to make people notice
the exciting in the mundane.
It all gets you buried in the end.
People fall in love
but are broken-hearted easily,
only to move on to new and exciting people.
We put so much pressure
on finding the right person.
But what does it really feel like
to be content just with one’s self?
There’s no easy way to cope so
we smile through everything,
never allowing ourselves to show
how we really may feel.
There is a way past this feeling,
to express and stay strong,
showing that we can do anything
but not be crippled by doubt inside.