I don’t know what I want.
The choices stare at me.
Until someone comes along.
And chooses for me what he thinks is right.
I think I may have just lost my sense of reason or insight
I stare at nothing.
And the days melt into weeks.
In my dreams, I hear my heart whispering.
Trying to tell me what it seeks.
Sometimes, a prospect says a hi.
But I even let that pass me by.
Nothing seems interesting or exciting.
The seeking, the adventure is no longer inviting.
I seem like a flubber ball,
Being pushed by people everywhere.
I do what is asked from me, but I hardly care.
I am breathing but have never really done things that I want to do.
I am a people pleaser and I do what people tell me to.
In this process, I have become a zombie, a body without a soul.
No ambition, no desire, just being trapped in a black hole.
No chaos, no feud, there is a deafening silence.
A crushing gravity that numbs the mind,
A way out will I ever find?
– Shailaza Singh