Elucidating Questions

I wish I didn’t feel that

Dismissive of any problem of anyone sure in their status

Probably rich people still have problems

I can’t see them from here where I don’t have enough food

But, like,

What storm?

Your eternal love struggle storm?

I don’t think someone like you could understand what a real storm is

I don’t think you could know real madness

I don’t think you could know being unknown

You can’t know

What you’re experiencing is life, which has its shittyness

I don’t believe you’ve experienced anything like the storm that is my life in so long

I find myself saying

I’ll take your clothes, cash, cars, and homes

Just stop complaining

Ah, well, I’ll try not to get too

Cynical about the whole thing

Don’t mind me

You’re having the fun I wish I was having again

It’s hard to see

Everything is hard to see