We hear, without listening.
Speak, without talking.
Interaction, without connection.
Life can be so depressing sometimes, with its bleak realities.
Perhaps that’s why we need to partake in other things
to distract ourselves from the drudgery?
Then life becomes one big game of distraction, to pass the time?
I can’t buy that.
Bored, restless, frustration and dissatisfied.
How do I find and achieve my reality?
For something I’d listen with all my heart to.
For words that aren’t hollow and empty.
For a connection, oh that elusive connection.
With another person, with myself, with the world, with life.
A life worth living.