Disconnection

I’ve changed, and I don’t know what I have become
I’m jumbled, and I like it
I’m lazy because life is a fickle circle
I feel nothing, neither joy nor sadness
I don’t find meaning, in sickness or health
I see night and there’s day.
I see the loop
I don’t see any one stopping.
I don’t see any one wondering
They say – if it has a start, it has an end.
If it’s going to get over, why start it?
They say – cherish your memories.
Aren’t memories snares to keep you living in the past?
And don’t they also say – always stay in the present?