help-less

Isn't it weird. That feeling of helplessness? The feeling that you can't rely on anything here? The feeling that you, yourself, cannot do anything. Cannot change the world, but oh how you long to. Longing to do something more, but the time has not come.

And time, it just keeps going. You can't stop it. You're just wasting it right now. Why are you reading this? Why am I writing this? It's something we already know, but we forget. We get stuck in our bubble, in our comfortable little worlds. It's a trap really. A snare. Forget about everything else, just think about ourself.

And we just keep spinning. And spinning. Going in circles, it's our whole life.