Simple

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Things are complicated.

Events are intricate.

Play is done by dates.

Fun is dictated through instructions.



Can't things be simple?

Can't things make sense?

Can't people just enjoy each others company?



Why must we be doing something?

Why cant sitting and talking be enough?

Why "must" we see a movie?

Why "must" we be heading somewhere?



Can’t we just drive to nowhere?

And have a good time.



We need structure.

We make our lives complicated.

And long to have things be simple.

We are hypocrites to ourselves.

And are forever lost in this cycle.



I'm happy walking,

Sitting in a car in a parking lot talking.

Don't have to watch a movie,

Don't have to eat.

But no one else understands.

They must be doing something,

Killing time?

Or using it well?

To each his own.

But if we all want things to be so simple,

Why do we complicate everything so much?

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