Diary of a misfit/runner

          
           
           
    life and decay; two sides of the same coin;          
           
   i want to fly away, from this life that disappoints....          
           
    wouldn't matter if I've inherited wealth, or were just another poor soul....(there's no difference)          
           
 the Earth's final say is to swallow one whole....          
           
I've desired the advertisements society has over sold; youth(doesn't matter/overated) comes and goes and i dread growing old....          
   
   
the more i wake up, the more i fail to see the point in living....    
           
 
  I'm dead in the middle between lazy and driven....  
 
 
but I desperately want to give up/in more times than I don't; but it's easier said than done to just "answer the phone...."