Ups&Downs: 3. Endless Basement

Living like this for over a year.

Doing the same things for over a year.

Dealing with loss for over a year.

It’s redundant.

My new life became old after a few months

I yearn to begin my actual life,

Because this is just the prologue.

It’s setting up my designed destiny,

Tragedies will be a part of my success story.

Living a life I hate will be the death of me.

The cost of living is not a low fee,

Because in this world nothing comes free.

 

I’m tired of the old routine

I have to come up with new things to stimulate my brain

Only to keep myself occupied.

I never thought boredom could kill a spirit,

As much as laziness and pessimism.

I guess this has to do with me being ambitious.

Striving for greatness until the finish,

If there is one.

As long as I fulfill my purpose

And leave my legacy behind for my descendants,

It’s worth it.

Who will remember me?

This oddly

Is somehow all worth it.

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