I have a lack of self-confidence in me,
A lack of self-love,
A lack of being a part of the world,
A lack of meaning something,
Which makes me have a distorted view on reality.
Poezii
Poem: „Refueling the wheels” – by Olivian Breda
Even I might know
That you can’t refuel the wheels,
As wheels don’t run on fuel.
What’s this poem about?
Is it about refueling a plane during flight
And about changing the wheels during driving?
Yes, it’s about this, and mostly about what this blog is about:
Having a typical life, working, living, doing things,
And on the same time posting on this blog some things which are so tough,
That they feel that I’m doing something extreme.
Poem: „Life – with background music” – by Olivian Breda
If I’m not mistaken,
It was on 9Gag where I first read,
Of life not having background music.
Wouldn’t it be cool to know,
Based on the music you hear,
If you’re heading into excitement
Or a tragedy?
Poem: „Flai”, or „FLaif”, or „Fail. On purpose!” – by Olivian Breda
While in school,
I used to take tests which didn’t matter, at times.
A grade which won’t matter,
A test which I won’t care about.
Poem: „Do it like everyone else!” – by Olivian Breda
I was told to „Do it like everyone else!”, one time.
Another time „… Try to fit in!”.
Poem: „Dating” – by Olivian Breda
Dating seems harmless,
You meet a person who you might spend your life with,
And, most of the time, it’s fun.
What if it isn’t?
Neither harmless,
Nor fun.
Poem: „Trust” – by Olivian Breda
Trust is so fragile.
It’s like a small flower in the wind,
The wind is so much powerful.
Once broken, there’s no turning back,
It’s forever gone.
Contradicting
In a lot of the Bible tales,
Person A says something
And person B replies,
And sometimes what B replied
Is not-so-good.
What would happen if B would say
„Sorry, I got it a bit wrong the first time,
Let me try that again?”