Chaos

The screams of laughter, tears, bells and thoughts . It all sounds so real, but i blink and it's just in my mind. Outside i look calm and collected, a little distant even like my reality and the actual reality won't break even. Like I'm stuck in my own little world that i refuse to let anyone know about, in my world its always lively and overly dramatic because i need that fire to live in this boring world full of rules and regulations. Teaching us how to live like we all came to earth for the exact same things... We are all not the same, how do you expect rules to apply to all the same way? They think I'm stupid, naive and slow paced, but tell me where have you gotten with that fast pace? Where are you rushing to? Do you know when you expire? Or living fast is what you desire? ... They are smart, geniuses even but when you ask them deep soul touching questions they have no answers. If you know everything then you must answer everything, what is a right answer anyway? Maybe what life really means is coming into the world with questions and your task is to spend your life looking for answers. I look at you smiling, my head is elsewhere, my heart is elsewhere yet I'm here and i smile and look deep into your eyes like I'm listening, sure i can hear you I'm just not listening... My mind my mind what chaos can that be, yet in the midst of all chaos... I find peace.