life
This crazy life…
Running around trying to catch dreams that are always out of reach…running around trying to get nowhere in a hurry… running and rushing and run, run, run… where is it we are going, where is it we are ending up, why are we going there in such a hurry…
When did life get so crazy…when did we stop walking and start running…when did we go from smelling the roses to running them over in our frenzied manic…when did we stop caring and being so negative… where is the sunshine and the rainbows…
When did our neighbors just become people, just random faces passing in the night…since when has loving thy neighbor become ignore your neighbor…why must there be the anger, the hatred, the blatant disregard for human life…
Why can’t parents be parents…is it so bad to love and care and cherish the flesh of your flesh…why must you throw presents in there face… is that your idea of love…do you want them to love you or do you want them to love things…don’t you want your children to be able to think for themselves…to be productive members of society…to be good people…do you really want to instill your craziness into them…why won’t you end the cycle…are you really that crazy…
Do you really want the ultimate culmination of your life to be an inept child who depends on you for the rest of your life… because instead of taking the time to love them and live life with them…you were too busy running and running and ending up now where but full of bitterness and regret because you were so busy running around in your life you forgot to live it…
When will people realize that we were given life to live it and love it and grasp it, not run from it… life is only scary when your not strong enough to stand and face the wave that is life as it comes crashing towards you…you are too busy running scared from yourself that you cant face life…its not life that is crazy it is you…
You think that I am crazy because I have a mental illness…you see someone who is homeless and you think that they are crazy because they choose to live like that… you think people are crazy for the slightest thing that is different than what you are used to in your life…well guess what, you are the crazy ones…because all the people you think are crazy are actually sane…we can function in society better because we are faced with our mortality, we are faced with life in many ways you are not…we learned you cant be scared…
We may be crazy but if that’s the case id rather be crazy than be you…you who is too busy running that one day when your running so fast and you hit that brick wall, us crazy people will be the ones who have the last laugh…we get to laugh because maybe you will learn that you cant run…maybe you will learn that maybe you are crazy after all…
Running around trying to catch dreams that are always out of reach…running around trying to get nowhere in a hurry… running and rushing and run, run, run… where is it we are going, where is it we are ending up, why are we going there in such a hurry…
When did life get so crazy…when did we stop walking and start running…when did we go from smelling the roses to running them over in our frenzied manic…when did we stop caring and being so negative… where is the sunshine and the rainbows…
When did our neighbors just become people, just random faces passing in the night…since when has loving thy neighbor become ignore your neighbor…why must there be the anger, the hatred, the blatant disregard for human life…
Why can’t parents be parents…is it so bad to love and care and cherish the flesh of your flesh…why must you throw presents in there face… is that your idea of love…do you want them to love you or do you want them to love things…don’t you want your children to be able to think for themselves…to be productive members of society…to be good people…do you really want to instill your craziness into them…why won’t you end the cycle…are you really that crazy…
Do you really want the ultimate culmination of your life to be an inept child who depends on you for the rest of your life… because instead of taking the time to love them and live life with them…you were too busy running and running and ending up now where but full of bitterness and regret because you were so busy running around in your life you forgot to live it…
When will people realize that we were given life to live it and love it and grasp it, not run from it… life is only scary when your not strong enough to stand and face the wave that is life as it comes crashing towards you…you are too busy running scared from yourself that you cant face life…its not life that is crazy it is you…
You think that I am crazy because I have a mental illness…you see someone who is homeless and you think that they are crazy because they choose to live like that… you think people are crazy for the slightest thing that is different than what you are used to in your life…well guess what, you are the crazy ones…because all the people you think are crazy are actually sane…we can function in society better because we are faced with our mortality, we are faced with life in many ways you are not…we learned you cant be scared…
We may be crazy but if that’s the case id rather be crazy than be you…you who is too busy running that one day when your running so fast and you hit that brick wall, us crazy people will be the ones who have the last laugh…we get to laugh because maybe you will learn that you cant run…maybe you will learn that maybe you are crazy after all…