Pointless

Noise is overrated

Silence is overdramatized,

When you are stuck at the moment

That's when you realize-

Calm is what you think you want

Chaos is what you crave;

When you have either

Your 'brows crinkle

Your mind racing

Never at rest.

On days mute is my only mate,

I'm stunned with nothingness

In awe of the space-

In sync with the wind

That blows on my face;

The rumble of the door

That grumble of consciousness

The crumbles of guilt

Makes my ideas of 'self' shift-

That's what silence does to you,

That's how calm swirls in you

A tornado of extremes.

Then there's noise, there are people

Then there's more-

There are people talking,

Laughing their heart out,

Hugging-

There is the warmth of a baritone

The melody of a snore,

It's what I dream of

Is it what I want?

To have a gang of friends

To pass a casual smile

To carelessly flip my hair

To hold hand in hand

To have my mother ruffle my hair

Telling me it's alright;

People make you love-

People make you hate-

People make you stop thinking about yourself-

People make it chaotic inside your head

They make you think

Overthink

And yell inside your head.

On days you don't know

How to define yourself,

On days you don't know

What to make of your dreams,

On days you see

Just no point at all,

On all those days and more-

Both noise and calm can make you flee,

To be at peace with those doubts

Or to be stuck in the eye of a storm

Both can be wrecking

Both can be calm

What you need to do

Is just hope to be free.

Noise is overrated

Silence is overdramatized

When you are stuck at the moment

That's when you realize

Calm is what you think you want

Chaos is what you crave

Love is what you think will solve all your made-up games.

It's all so messy

All these stringless homeless hopeful thoughts

All these easy-breezy difficult doubts

Such are they-

What do you want?

What do they want?

What is the purpose?

What sense does it make?

The list goes on

And on and on

And if only you had the answers

If only you could make

The voice inside your head go numb

Before your being is numbed.

There is no single thread of thought

It's all so blurry fuzzy inside

Overly romanticizing you may call it

But that's all I have in mind.