patience. and the lack of it.
i cant seem to figure out the workings of wads enough, horrendously little, and way overboard.my patience seems to hav a mood of its own.
somedays all is dandy n i feel sumhow, i can take on everything, regardlss of how frustrated i was a couple of nights ago.
and then comes the days. PATIENCE. where it explodes outta me, and i feel like thrashing it out. PATIENCE.
but then again, how wld thrashing it out eva work, when, the situation of patience is well, way overboard with the lovebug overruling my sense of freedom n self-absorption, and then my patience with its mood swings. PATIENCE .grow absurdly much at these times i think i may hav risen n became a saint. PATIENCE .ok mayb not a saint, but heck, a absurdly good person. too good for my own satisfaction coz it deprives me frm living my life for myself, just for the sake of being happy. PATIENCE. its a cycle. PATIENCE .one vicious enough to eat away at my soul, the one which is witty infront of people im unfamiliar with. PATIENCE .the dandy times r happy song times. PATIENCE. the times where i choose to leave everythings of ridiculous frettishness at the back of my brain. PATIENCE. the one i hardly use. PATIENCE .to save more space for ridiculous stuff like studies. PATIENCE .since they, in this scholarlistic world, one which accepts only extreme geniuses in constricted spheres of arts to truly excel n hav their sparks of talents paid off. PATIENCE.
and suddenly. just all so suddenly it all feels non-existance at the sound of a voice.
which i deem dumb.
cause of my weakness.
my extreme patience and its horrendous mood swings. which rise.
when. i cant bear to.
and thats the only reason.
the very sole reason.
of my ridiculous typing of horrendous nonsense that may seem, will seem, incomprehensible to readers.
i want to type patience a thousnad times. weave it into the passage semalessly. so u can understand what im going through.
i cant, i wont, i dun feel like, SINCE im not one of THOSE literary geniuses
i pause cause i reflect, i ponder, i heave a deep sigh.
cause i learnt to.
i express. cause i try to.
excuses r powerfully overwhelming at times.
perhaps. maybe. i guess. its frustration.
FRUSTRATION.
frustration at my patience.
PATIENCE.
AND THE LACK OF IT.
