A lot of things in life
seem like a big fucking waste of time
don't they?
Working for what?
living for what?
So much time spent
trapped in mundane moments
like watching a movie
without a plot
you ask yourself "where does it end?
and when does the fun begin?"
"Whats the point of all this?"
working, loving, having kids,
talking"
"Whats the point? you say