Maybe we spend too much time together
so much that we've ceased to appreciate it
we sit together but barely talk
we are in the same room
but we barely know

Have we become too accustomed to such conditions
that we no longer talk
the way we used to
a long time ago

With the many obligations in life,
we are not exactly putting this
on the priority list
but at the end, it would have been
one of those things that had mattered most

Double standards don't make it better.
Somethings are allowed but only for you.
You expect a certain standard
Yet, you fail to achieve the bar.

What do we do now?
I don't know anymore.

Demons

Before you get freaked out by the title,
I'm actually referring to Imagine Dragons' song.

Gosh they are good. I love this song.

Hit the loop button ever since. Lol.

Anyways, life is again demanding.

as it always is.

It's time for finals.

so crunch time to study

like you really really mean it.

because you have to strive to be your very best

says somebody

(this sounds a bit familiar and now I realize it's similar to the Pokemon soundtrack )

Unfortunately, yours truly can't seem to focus

and is too easily distracted.

The short semester has flown by so fast.

Feeling that little bit out of breath

Trying to cope and catch up.

Music helps.

Sometimes, you wish that in life,

there'd be a pause button 

so you can be more ready,

for the coming moments

as they come and leave so fast.

Just in a moment

and it's all gone.

Past.
Over.

If you're unlucky,

the wind gets knocked out of you.

You are temporarily breathless

struggling for air

with precious oxygen all around you.

Good news is

the air comes back after that moment

and you can breathe again.

So, inhale deeply.
Stay calm and study.

All the best peeps.

To the finals we charge!

Grey Areas

I don't usually play in them
but they are so interesting.
Neither here nor there.

Just enough for a mention
but not enough for a it to be something
on it's own.

Not a solid
but have just enough substance to go past gaseous.
Suppose it's a liquid then.

Will take the shape of the container
when poured in
will flow away
when poured out.

Shapeless but present
Too much to wave it away,
too little to hold on.

Gripped by the uncertainty
and the mystery.
Will you prove to be a prize worthy of the game?