On the perfect response to life’s most imperfect explanation

"On the perfect response to life’s most imperfect explanation"

Calvin’s Dad: The world isn’t fair, Calvin.

Calvin: I know Dad, but why isn’t it ever unfair in my favour?

There is a notion that the world was written before we knew it, the good and the bad, the right and the wrong. Our doing and the things that can be done and those that cannot be undone. Imagine a handbook to life that reminds you that it's not as simple as it seems. The moments that are fair and the times that it turns unfair.

                                  I wander in the weary nights more often thinking the world around me has a better idea, but I get the feeling they are all looking for it too. The amazing thing about life is that it never stops asking question and it always expects answers.Here's to life

I wonder some nights if we could be friend,

If you would keep your questions aside and just write to me and press send.

Envy the world sometimes with me sit by my side,

Promise me just for today, no matter what you'll always abide.

I wonder some nights if you changed your number or if you simply refuse to call,

The one's that are long forgotten to you, that I hope yet in time you will recall.

Be fair my friend, even if just for a day so true,

Listen to the unfair writings, the jokes and still believe I am still living you.