It is a matter of time and thinking before you go to sleep.. Taking the next step, forwards or backwards; or even sidewards just to have taken that difficult looking step looks meaningless in between those matters. Every night taking you to the next day and yet every day taking you to the same night in endless looking circles is washing up your brain while you are sitting on your comfortable seat in the crowded audience made carefully, proudly yet pathetically by your-selves. Not an improvisionist teather show, neither a tragedia in a monologistical stand-up is what you name yourself being into; it is rather the movie of what you prefer to call your life while nothing you have is truly yours, not even the audience of your-selves. Maybe it is the reason for your boredom you have looking for the exit door without even seeing a simple light to guide your way; the way, that you would hope to take you to the exit you want to have. Yet, there is not even a simple light.. It is a matter of time and thinking before you go to sleep.. Dreaming with open eyes looking at the dreamless eyes of the ones that you like to call friends looks meaningless in between those matters. People pass by your existence with sweat and tears, with regrets and fears, with helplessness and cheers; yet your existence looks meaningless in between. Making sense seems like the only thing which wouldn't make sense; and that's why you would prefer to jump into complexity in the dark, hiding from the audience of your-selves; yet, simplicity catches you from your back to ask for a revenge; a revenge, which doesn't make sense.. It is a matter of time and thinking before you go to sleep.. Reminding yourself all the ones you would like to have, are being some other one's looks meaningless in between those matters. Yet the flower bloomes in your heart each time your mind plays naive games of illusions with your body; illusions, that you would call yourself still breathing.. It is just a matter of time and thinking before you go to sleep, not to wake up to your-selves anymore..
