I used to think I was invisible to the world
That my existence was of no impact to the big blue planet
And my actions and thoughts weren’t as important.
My journey was mine to bare
And the paths I followed was of my own making.
Whatever happened in other’s lives
Was of their own doings and consequences
And in no way was that gonna affect me.
I had created this barrier around me
Meant to shield me from outside interference
And protect my heart from their snares.
The illusion I used to hide in
Could not protect me any longer
The world I so hid from
Would eventually demand my attention.
The barriers and walls I had built,
Would eventually come crumbling down.
To be a stranger in a sea full of people
Is a common illusion some tend to use,
Thinking we are invisible to the outside eye.
And that our lives matters not.
And that we are a different kind of species,
The one that survives in solitude.
Everybody has a role to play,
A responsibility to fulfill
And however far you run from it,
You’ll soon get tired of running
And it’ll eventually catch up with you.
I spent so much time in the shells
Living in the shadows of reality
Playing the victim in a game I never asked to play,
Or at least I thought so.
Maybe the world had conjured a plan,
A way to make all participants,
Participants in a game called life,
Where winning was not the goal, but teach you how to adapt.
And so I adapted,
Adapted to it’s principles
How simple and complex it can be,
And live every moment as it comes.
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