people are complicated
i feel that they are never content
even if they have all the happiness
and their loved ones around
in one small corner of their heart
they’d always be wanting more
craving for more
thinking of what they don’t have
and what they could have had
and when they hear this
they feel bad
and they think they can’t be like that
and they tell me that i must be like that
to say this and that
and when i say people
i include myself
and i wonder
why are we never content?
what all do we need to achieve the completeness?
why do we live with expectations, obligations, and frustrations?
why the show-offs?
why are we a mix of emotions?
i wish i could get rid of ego, envy, and expectations!