Antagonizing the world

Too many people have told me that this one needs some context :)
This is about how people move on, change their priorities and forget promises. As you life goes on you begin to wonder if it was you who read things wrong and begin to the doubt what you perceive to be real in the present. You overcome all petty concerns and move on too. You choose to be indifferent to everything, but what do you achieve?


Promises to meet this time for sure
Waned like Hermione banished them
Oh what did that leave you with
If not regret and self-reproach

The hand you held strong
As you conquered the mountain of fear
The kiss of hope and love
Did you lure yourself to think it was real?

The one shoulder you lean on tonight
The very picture of the top layer of melting ice
You will find the cracks early in the dawn
Firm ground you can trust, they said

You walked alone the long winding path
Through the land of mist and daze
Trod loose stones with care
Left the last hurdle behind and walked far

You flirted with that sheer veil
The veil that harbored you in reality
Crossed the lines you drew long ago
Met your doom in your unbridled dreams

Indifference you befriended as you lined the wall with lead
Not the iron fist nor the sugar coated knife
Could make you soar into the stars or silently wail
You antagonized all the world, but to what end?

Life happened!

I once had a classmate with whom I used to do assignments. He was an incredibly pessimistic person who, apparently, didn't let himself find happiness in the world because it was in his knowledge and the world's capacity for it to be a far better place than it is, and the ignorance of the mass, or rather their choice to feint ignorance, is what is stopping it from happening. Most of our mutual friends thought he was just being stupid himself, but I think I understand his desperate anger. Leaving his view of the world aside, for that is not what I intend to write about and in my typical fashion I digressed before I even began writing, he once walked towards me and my friend slowly with his head drooping on his right shoulder. It was near the end of the semester and he looked like college had taken everything out of his being and my friend asked him what had happened. He replied, "Life happened". This was one of those abstract things that could come back at some later point and set my mind thinking vaguely about anything and everything. Needless to say, it did.