Rusteze

I've got this sudden urge in me to showcase my flexibility
With a little bit of vodka enough to ignite my ability, liability
There ain't no better person to understand me than myself
So there ain't no better reason to rid innocence of yours at twelve
I feel the society's pushin' me, him, her, students, teachers
Hopin' to get us back on world map, with a price tag leisure
To improve material standards, but where's the moral standards?
As I see cultures erode, histories untold, stories unfold
I can't but imagine life without freedom, I can do without peace
Coz you see a society without social fabric gives me unease
But havin' a poor balance of both is like a stress ball squeezed
Like a kid comin' thru the ranks havin' been quized
Bein' laden with irrelevant information that creates retaliation
Obessesion with work, workaholic, a brand new robo-sensation
But this is life man, I'm a human not a fuckin' programmed robot
Like the rest are, whether they're oblivion to it or not.

I need some rusteze.. Quick.

Slow down..!

It just feels like everyday flies past so fast, and I'm like ageing so fast too. I guess nobody can ever say when they are too young or old enough.

The Earth still rotates on its axis with an orbital period of 24hours, yet with this result-oriented world, the time frame seems to shrink as each day drags closer to whatever we anticipate - or not.

Please. Somebody freeze this time and let me take a look of whatever happened in my life, albeit it's been a 'short' 18 years. I'm seeing a friend who felt the same way I did 2 years ago, but now that time's past, I do think nothing's worth remembering after all. Everything seems meaningless. Ha.

If only the world could all come to a conclusion together to slow the pace of life down.

Everybody's getting richer faster, but not necessarily happier.