Elucidating Questions

The only way my life is getting better

Is if someone comes to save me

Someone notices me

Someone sees me

And I have dreamt of that person

Someone who wants to take care of me

But that person never comes

And I sing all these songs

Believing in the miracle of our meeting

Feeling closer the farther you are from me

Singing of meeting by coincidence

And fate

And none of these things are possible

I’ve tried so hard to believe

You, whoever you is, and me

That we could meet

I thought I had to find you

Misfire

Directly into the Sun

Where am I supposed to look?

Am I supposed to go to places and just sit there and hope someone notices me?

They say you find it when you least expect it

So I can’t go places looking for it, right?

Our meeting

I don’t meet him do I?

It’s just me

I’m some poster child for poverty, disablity, and isolation for some person to use when I die

You couldn’t even let me have him as like

A texting buddy

Something

I’m so sick of texting buddies

My mum

My friends

We’re practically pen pals

Can’t I have something real?

I can control how I feel about how shitty my life is?

Sometimes you’re a complete dong

I don’t think I’ll ever understand why this is happening to me