Irony

He stares, observe and contemplate but sadly he cant find a perfect anwer.

Cliche the term; 'it was all a facade'. Well, cliche it is.

So when one goes, another one follows which starts a domino effect which is, hard to stop.

So maybe he should be in line, so he can be push and be like others.

For the two consecutive days, he look at the different areas of, it.

Things look pretty the same but feels different.

He was staring at a particular space when slowly he felt warmth inside, grinning to himslef .

Then 'thenew' entered and snapped him, giving that disgusted look.

Dear, you dont know the past...our past which you never get to enjoy nor know the meaning of working-together.

Or maybe, I pretend to acknowlegde that...tsk, Oh well.

Complicated will never get away with it but there is no other word best describe for that.

Envy. Ok, good. Atleast it's not jealousy. Yup, good.

Make the best of what you've got, people say...err ok. One thing that is nothing is enough.

He's been worried sick with the m's and the f's...for which he begs people to atleast throw their selfishness aside.

He is one who doesnt like to bring up the past when everything starts to build up and explode and his own blardy face,

but when ingnorance popped out too many times, he just can't help it. Crap with the, i can-you can't, you can-i can't.

Empathy, yes....empathy people. Practice that.

Hope that everything falls in place quickly so he can finally say, check-mate.