Im waiting for the Hollywood ending to this soap opera called life.
Im waiting for everything to turn into something that would even warrant having a storybook ending.
Im waiting for something I know wont ever be.
Between here and there. Between this and that. Im forced to choose right from wrong when I don’t even know up from down.
I see so many people so worse off than I, but I cant seem to see beyond any of my so called problems to lend a hand to help.
There doesn’t seem to be anything worse than the empty hopeless existence of pointless living.
I wish I could see the ending of this, of all this. To just flip forward and see a small glimpse of the end – but its then Im forced to remember – there is none.
It’s a continual circle that doesn’t have a beginning, and doesn’t have an ending…
People are stuck, on the never ending circle, called life, called a soap opera, called whatever you want with no beginning and no ending.