Akai--Me

Like a weary autumn leaf, I'll stray away from a branch that never felt like mine, but I won't look for something to hold onto, and I'll never fight the winds of change. Because it hardly matters where I go, it hardly matters what I do, it's always gonna be the same. I can't even tell if I'm falling or rising half the time, and I refuse to look around and check, because it really doesn't matter.. If I keep floating forever, if I land in a river for a ride or if I fall to be a carpet for the other wandering, lost creatures, it's all the same to me. Maybe there is a purpose to find, maybe something will spark my will to start looking again, but until then I won't bother anymore. Because even if nothing really matters, if existence is pointless and everything is temporary... I can't help but love looking at the stars.