庸人自扰

Have you ever wonder that at some point you make a different choice

That you life might be a totally turnover

That all the things you have for today might be gone forever

The people you have in your life

The things that had happened to you

It feels so unreal

It’s just some facts that simply based on a series of choices you have been made

This might sound like some beginning of a crappy movie

But you know it’s just a sound that keep beeping in your head

You watched your life as a movie

All the scenarios

All the bad choices

You can’t help

One thing lead to another

you are here now

On a boat called mi vida

Someone calls it a playback or regrets even

Cause they might say it’s water under the bridge

But You know it’s not

It’s more than that

It’s not just an illusion nor an escape

You don’t have that ticket

For you to get out of whatever traps you

For whatever it sounds like

You just be there and just like anybody else wondering

What might be happen

All those what-ifs

You ask for a do over

To live this life twice

No matter how miserable, meaningless and mediocre it looks like for the first time

Someone said yeah, writing maybe

it lets you taste the life twice

You could write over your life

The things you don’t have courage to pursue

The one you didn’t catch then

The decision you hope you made differently

For the characters that you create

Free to add some courage, put some hope

It might enlighten the others pathetic living souls

And you don’t need to bear with the consequences

For some reason

You never stop wondering how many days you left

To give yourself another push

You might stop feeling trapped in every days life

If you aren’t doing the things you’re doing now

Saying the words that you’re saying now

Being the person you are being now

The Who the hell you are

Why you’re here

Why it’s you

You wish you could just find a stop button and push it

Then everyone remains quiet

Ley you have a minute of quietness

To embrace this loneliness

To think differently

For some reason

You start to think about the old days

The people you had met

The nights you stayed behind

The limits you had pushed through

Leads to whatever you’re having today

Is it worth

Is it something that makes you happy

Did you finally get what you want, live the way you like

You know happy is a tough word

Cmon happy today is a luxury

It’s old-fashion

too much to ask

Survive always comes  first

Some acupuncturist named Sylvia told you it doesn’t matter how you get into this happiness mood

It matters how long you stay there

Hold on to it

That phrase reminds you of what it means of living

That it actually counts for the moments that take you breath away

Not the moments you breathing

And then

You think back

Beyond your tedious repetitive totally predictable everyday life

There might be some moments

Some moments indeed

That you actually proud of yourself

Not before, no

Lately

In recent years

That you get out of your comfort zone

That you stand up and say the things that no one else dare

That you let your heart almost beating out your chest

You forget breathing

And jump into some reckless move

Is it feels so good to break the bubble you’re living in today

Can the energy stays inside of you

And forever

You get to be one of these free souls

But not everyday

It only happened once in a while

You know you can’t

You know you won’t

So you never stop dreaming

And jealous

And angry

And disappointed

Cause

Fear keeps you sharp

But well behaved

Like everybody else

Just normal