Funny how you feed your empty stomach and feel full till throat but there is a vanity inside you, challenging you always because you couldn’t, you tried and failed numerous times now.
You don’t even know if that’s emptiness or it is actually vacuum.
Because no force in the world seems to fill in that space.
It’s magnetic there ,
You fail in front of your self.
What do they talk about self cure ?
Funny how you know the solution but it never seems to apply to you.
Even funnier how you keep filling gaps and pathetically ignore your self
in order to maintain that little part of pride you think you have.
And when you feel like giving up, you try placing yourself in the hands of others,
Who promise to love you, like sunlight promises the sunflower that it’ll stay.
You know, how it looks there.
You push yourself into love, mistakenly thinking that as a solution.
Because you are your own onus, no other one is.
And when damage happens, You hear your nerves crumpling but you, the outer part of you, you probably dislike by now, does not allow it to come out.
Because, you want to be able to act according to everything else.
You have bridges and paths, all measured.
You are a slave to your own mindset and you say, world is unfair.
You are a master of your own body and you say day went bad.
And most Ironically,
You are the answer to your own problem but you hardly fit in.
Vacuum it is, vanity has grown up.
Or maybe it’s pretending to because after all that’s what you do, and everyone else does.