A mere spectator
A mere spectator is all I am these days,
At times I fear missing out,
At times, I tell myself its okay.
At times, it feels like the end
But deep down I know all of this is only,
Life is like that,
People behaving the way they do.
I behaving the way I do.
Is this all there is to life?
I really wonder.
It doesn’t really help though,
Even though I continue to ponder.
So, here I am
As long as I live.
To be a mere spectator of the world,
To make memories as long as I live,
To chase dreams, because there’s a lot
But am yet to give