I knew this day had to come sometime,
Like we all know that we are going to die someday.
But no matter how cynical we are, we don’t want this day to arrive,
We try all possible means to avert it, but alas something’s are just meant to be.
And now that this day has finally come, I don’t know what I should be feeling
Relieved, enraged, poignant, impaired, or should I just move on?
But I sense a mixture of them and that’s when you don’t know what to do.
Every time I try to talk to myself about it, I come up with rational solutions
But when it comes to implementing them why do I become so irrational?
But you know what the best thing about being impulsive and irrational is?
You do whatever you want to, without thinking about the consequences.
This gives you an immense transitory pleasure,
But as soon as you’re back to the real world you realize what a big pit you are in.