Get Real

Love, hatred when one mixed into the pot is really one potent concoction. It often turns to vengeance, rage, envy and jealousy. 

At this current moment, for everyone whom have any of these emotions towards me, I have no idea what to say but why?

What really am I to you that stir these emotions towards me? If these feelings are fleeting, comes and goes- why then harbor these stinging feelings underneath the skin? In reality, it does more harm to yourself than it does to me.

If I so defined you so much, then who are you? Have no one ask this really basic question?

If I can motivate actions- be it benign or malign- who then is control of your life, you or me? In reality, you need me more than than I need you.

You need an igniter quickly, and you desperately search for one but in reality, you have no idea why you are igniting the flame for in the first place. 

The only thing that quenches your thirst for these emotions is ironically the only thing that lights you up. The actions do not quench your thirst, you have none to start with but rather what you have is a placid life of which only these fleeting moments of transcendence that allows you to go beyond your "self". You used me only to fire that humdrum life that you've called one.

You feel trapped and am trapped but you used this as compass as a beacon for the pathetic life onlyto realize   that all these is ephemeral. You don't hate me, you hate your life and yourself, and how you have turned out eventually.

I do not quench your thirst, I am the blip on the plateau on which one has to remember: I don't owe a fucking thing to you.

Really, I do hope that you get on with your life- no matter how sad and pathetic it is- because think about it, it has absolutely nothing to do with me. 

Get a mirror or therapist. Better, get a real life and stay out of my way.

Eugene