For Sale

I've changed

I am watching you change too

Into someone I barely recognize

And I wish this wasn't true

The power of this society

Has dragged you into its world

And as time drags on

I watch everything unfurl

If you sell your soul

You reach your goal

And they will have you

Completely in their control

Is this really a cult

Or a family you've joined

And I cannot decide on which side of the coin

You've placed your bet

But if they let

You may just accept the charge.

Do I still know you?

You said you would not accept

Perhaps only from me

And so you would regret

But still I expected

A little more...

I guess I just don't understand...

But you won't explain

Which leaves me in pain

But we both already knew that.

Phone Call

Riiiing... riiiiiing....

Hello? Hello?

Who is this?

Why are you calling?

 

Oh... I hear...

WHAT?!

It's everywhere???

 

I understand... yes...

Interesting...

 

Oh no...

Hashem Yiracheim!

 

Wait...

What?

 

Oh... but... I have a question...

 

 

What are you trying to tell me?

 

Wait,

Don't hang up!!!!

 

Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

 

Why... did you...

Go?

Scary

It's scary to think about what we do in order to feel happy and fulfilled. Sometimes it's something as simple as eating something that may not be so good for us ... or something as frightening as putting ourselves into a dangerous situation... to feel the thrill... the exhilaration. And it may not be physical danger... emotional danger can be just as bad.

Yet, we find situations where we think we can be happier from it, when really, it's detrimental to our being.

It's like I have said before... it may be fun (not really) to fall down the stair case the first time, but only a true idiot would throw themselves down it again. So it really makes me wonder... why do we do the things we do? Why do we put ourselves into dangerous situations? Then again, it depends on the definition of dangerous. In one of our classes, the teacher is very big on "Comfort vs. Growth". If you are comfortable, you are not growing... you are falling. You may enjoy that plush comfy couch, but you are only sinking into it. So sometimes, in order to grow, you must be in uncomfortable situations. But what defines uncomfortable? And what defines the growth you gain from discomfort?

It's 1 a.m... I think it's time for me to go sleep....

Good night moon...