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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