Blurry

things seem rather,
a sea of blur
my heart and mind
completely un-sync,
thoughts used to be filled with words
now left blanked,
uninspired.
heart beats in a flutter of waves
from excitements to disappointments
chemistry within a heartbeat
timing is all but plain wrong
right person at the wrong time
is it always that way
too fussy or
its time to be on the getaway

friendships seem to be in question
sheer frustrations
rely on no one but you
it’s a letdown after a letdown
depend on them
results in a series of frowns

that moment of ignorance
my only delight
time to be a little selfish
stand up and fight
I’m that petal
always getting plucked
time to stop thinking
and fight for my sunlight
or I’m just gona get fucked...