CHAOTIC IDEAS

I sat down in an empty room
Felt lost in the end
I was thinking about life
It shouldn’t be so harsh
It’s a crisis of life

Global thoughts in my mind
Can’t get rid off them
I don’t understand
Phonecalls are useless without phone
It’s doomed anyway but the roses
outside are blooming so nicely

I was stuck in my mind
And I couldn’t get out off it
I was terribly stuck in these thoughts
I was behaving badly

Philosophers of the ancient Greece
They cudgeled their brains about
philosophic ethical dilemmas
It all seems so useless, the whole
world around me

The watch on my wrist is
ticking his time
If it’ll be all so simple, we would
live together but we don’t
While we talk someone is being slaughtered

Nietzsche was so sure, he got in a
psychiatric hospital
He was a damned fool, not listening
but to his own words
We’re all fools, but we live in this world

Ethical questions are wandering in our minds
We’re losers in this world
Nobody’s accepted and respected
Life’s such an illusion, one big dream
When we’re dead, real life begins

I was searching for real life and
I found it


PS Actually the real theme of this poem is 'life'