Random day, twas around midnight,
Mind hazy, found myself in a funny conversation
with Inanimate objects, they speak in my mind,
Saying "It must be nice to be human."
"Nice", I chuckled at that, "It sure is,
If I had to put aside my woes and worries
the way I shove my clothes
inside my wardrobe in a hurry,
and come back in my free time
to fold them back properly
It sure would be nice.
If I could clear my doubts
the way I clear my table,
after every single meal I have,
even if I'm still left feeling
quite empty but relaxed,
replacing dirt with clarity
rather than confusion
It sure would be nice.
If I could wipe off some memories,
the way I wipe off dust and smudges
from windows, panes or kitchen counters,
fresh, good as new, for good health too
It sure would be nice.
If I had to turn off my thoughts
running freely inside my mind,
the way I turn off the lights,
ceasing the flow of current,
in the silence of the day,
in the stillness of the nights,
It sure would be nice.
If I could wash away my sins,
the way I...