I Would Not Be Happy Poem by karanvir sahota

as i grow older exactly what is it that i am continuing to gain from life
even if half my dreams came true for a whole month
i would not be happy
that is the type of person i am
reality is a step farther then the transitory
rejecting all human dilutions of this creation
before you end up hating me
either forgive or forget me
because i'm a mystery if you name me you'll only limit your understanding
the way you see this world is like a clock ticking away at the wrong numbers
wouldn't it be better for you to stop and wait to sync with reality