Routine is never a good thing
You'd think by doing the same thing everyday
That you're well balanced, secure, and well off
But sooner or later
The repetition of your once enjoyable activities will start to get to you
And you're left with making that decision
Of leaving that place you've grown into and enter a world that you can't definitively make out
Or stay where you're comfortable and pray to maintain your sanity
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem