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Why should I be satisfied with monotony in life
And all the things I do in cycles every day
Do anything in my power to avoid any strife
Lower my head and choose the easy way
Why would I avoid making a risky move
Just out of fear someone might disapprove
Why shouldn’t I look far and beyond
Reach for the things they say can never be mine
Ignore all the warnings and break every bond
In the end, it’s my life that’s on the line
Why wouldn’t I reach for more if I have a chance to
Rather than let it slip away and pretend I never knew
What should I be if not rash and bold
Isn’t that what it means to finally be grown
What all young people are being told
Once they decide to make their lives their own
Never back down, fight and scream for more
You’ll have plenty of time later to be a bore
What can bright eyes see in patched pathways
Or the never changing buildings by the road
What is it there for minds that are in a haze
By the dreams whose realizations they feel they’re owed
Tell me now, as I am one of them, why would I not bite
Why should I settle when I’m more than ready to fight
And yet those seem like thinkings of a fool
A person who can only think of tomorrow
So the repetitiveness of it to them makes life cruel
And yet they’re the ones trapping themselves in sorrow
By refusing to see it as anything but what they want it to be
Reinforcing the idea that the only solution is to flee
And yet they are fools just as I am a fool, impatient
Trying to get more, only later realizing what we had
Doing everything, anything to be facient
And yet in the end just searching for things to add
Condemning monotony with all our might
Refusing to believe it can shine just as bright
But can anyone really say they have seen it all
Even after taking the same route thousands of times
Has anyone noticed all the cracks in the wall
Or ever listened to a favourite song indifferent to its rhymes
Have the stars ever looked the same a single night
Can anyone say there’s nothing that didn’t catch their sight
Can anyone say they’ve never found comfort in the known
Or gladly lost their voice the fifth Friday in a row
That they don’t have their tree, greeting, even a stone
Or enjoyed sliding a hundred times a day in the snow
That their morning coffee doesn’t raise their spirits at least a bit
Can anyone really say there’s no charm to any of it
For there is a beauty in monotony we refuse to see
For it holds a spark we so eagerly overlook
Our minds prefer to stay in a haze than to let our eyes run free
Because every boring, repetitive thing then becomes a hook
Once you start dancing around the holes under your feet
Or be the only one with open windows because you know a cheat
For monotony is far more than the same paths and faces
For happiness is far more than a search for something new
It is truly found in small details and subtle traces
And is a timeless search for all but a lucky few
So tell me, why should I ignore this if it’s a sign
Why shouldn’t I be satisfied with monotony in this life of mine
Ema Vlajčević, 3.f