Everyone’s idea of true love is different so it doesn’t align. The standards of love and what is expected.

That’s where it misses all of the places.

All I need is for someone to see me,

Startle me to life

As I flow throw this river of coded interactions that never change

I can’t let myself be startled by every little thing it doesn’t change the world to feel joy at seeing pictures.

The accidental landing of someone without a voice who decided to do what he decided to do who knows

Dreams

They’re not worth going over.

The best dreams I have in the daylight end.

The dreams I have at night are exhausting

I wake feeling like I didn’t rest

It feels meaningless to do

If it doesn’t do anything

But to happens and then I have to wake up again in the world which insures me I’m not shut out while ensuring I am

I say it in plain words

Frankly, to have come this far and have literally nothing in fact minus to show for it

I’m so frustrated I could die happily and have no regrets simply because I would be dead

The moment when I wanted to be hit by a falling meteor

Fine

Laugh about it

It would be clean that way but the alignment made it seem devious.

I lose and I’m not even in second place

He loses and it doesn’t matter to him one bit.

Life wasted.

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