fuzzy

so much resistance in everything I do
blaming fatigue when ive too much sleep
cleaned the table twice but not clean enough for me

so much possibility and expansion ahead
the only way is to propel myself forward
but what will happen to it all
once i'm long gone and dead

the common crisis amongst nihilists
yet its so hard for us to deny that
we still all crave the same things
belonging and affection, appreciation

no one has a single clue what this is
what it is we are doing here
what this will all mean in the end
or whether an end exists

learning to be okay with that
to float through this unknown
without fighting against chaos
is the biggest strength of all