Sometimes I feel my words go above everyone’s heads.
I feel like I’m speaking to a brick wall.
Like shouting into the void.
Hence I keep repeating the same things like a crazy person.
I see history repeating itself.
Again and again and again.
Unfortunately advices don’t stick.
People don’t learn until they make the mistake themselves.
That’s the only way to learn.
There’s no other way.
It’s really difficult to exist this way in this reality.
But I’ve found my rhythm.
I’ve found a way to make it work.
I’m just holding on and waiting.
My life is on a stand still.
Hanging by a thread.
It has been for a long time now.
rachana rajan <3 