Here in the land of uncertainties,
My heart beats in unrhythmic velocities
Many questions popping in me,
Yet no certain answers to any.
What if the ones we like don't like us back?
What if love doesn't really exist and
All that's experienced is deceit?
What if we were wired to enjoy transient memories alone?
What if the night was meant for working
And the daylight for resting?
What if we are meant to chill on weekdays
And work on weekends?
What if all we've believed is the opposite
Of what we are supposed to believe?
What if the whole lifetime has been a dream
And we are yet to wake into reality?
These ain't to instill fear
But to prove that life is filled with uncertainties
And there are no templates to living your own life,
Just live by doing right and good.
Thank you for your time.
My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease.
Still me,
My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer.
Olawalium; (Love's chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today: doctor's order.