Apathy

If my world is just politics, I would have not written this at all.

But then, it is not.

I have been in an on and off relationship with frustration.  And as they say, it takes two to tango.  I wouldn’t want to blame myself alone though, plainly because of the “cause and effect” idea.  However, thinking much deeper, I guess, much of it is my fault.

Even if they say your home is the place to rest your mind, mine still can’t.  My mind boggles me even if my eyes are already begging for sleep.  And if I have them awake, I still get the same feeling. 

To tell you honestly, it pains my eyes to see you watch television with your arms on your drunk head as I arrive home exhausted from work.  And as I take a turn, my eyes then get poked with the view of another you staring at my laptop, doing rounds on Facebook while waiting for grace to land on your palm.  And mind you both, we are all adults.

Then, you tell me I catch a lot of blessings to be placed in the wallet. Mind you, again, the reason why it looks a lot is because I am the only one who dares to catch blessings. 

I am this because I want those who made me to live comfortably. I am this because I want those who contributed my genes to feel liberated from responsibilities. I am this because I want those I call my owners to be proud of their products.  And yet, these people still see the worst in my intentions.

I know you all want me to leave the soonest. But here's to all of you-- I will. Only if you finally become responsible persons. And if that happens, I know you will miss me.

I hope one day I’d just feel apathetic.  I hope one day, I’ll be stress-free. And one day, I will no longer worry about these.