Instant Karma

Like really wanting to write about it and not finding the words for it
Like wanting to smash someone's head with a baseball bat and instead, getting beaten down to the ground out of thin air
Like screaming so loud to leave everybody deaf only to realize that the volume of the soundtrack playing is too loud and people will start complaining
Like fighting every step to raise up only to fall down once again
Like hoping to get back to that relative normality that never existed
Like trying to avoid the insanity that pursues me
Like trying to make a turn in a straight cage with no room left
Like heading towards an awful truth wishing there was something else
Like pretending not to care when all I do is care
Like making someone cry by their own means and standards and still feel guilty about it
Like relying on ghost when the true pillars are very much alive
Like my life, rendering to the Instant Karma