Notions (Dystopia)
A sad smile, "Today, I'll try again." Try and hang out after assemblage.
But this isn't working out, I do not belong here, I'm not a part of this group. It's not my personality and the most crucial, I cannot afford it.
It's accommodating, you'd build lasting friendships. Others are doing it, why can't you?
A sardonic smile, "You are too broke for this"
Not again, why remind me of my circumstances. I cannot keep chanting, "God why"
Maybe music will help, "The night we met" by Lord Huron to the rescue
More meditations,
Contemplation,
"God, I am not supposed to be a Nigerian"
Was my existence a mistake?
Why can't there exist an Utopia world for us all?
There's no time
My clock is ticking
It's spiralling faster than I would have loved it
The weekend is too short to get back to reality
My weekends,
Sleep. Eat. Sleep. Sleep. Sleep
Remember the proverbs, "A little sleep and slumber and poverty is upon you like a vagabond"
But sleep is an escape from reality
Why not make the rest longer
Maybe a week,
A month or year can go,
What of a lifetime?
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