It’s quiet
The evening is closing in again
Another day gone
The same amount accomplished as always
There’s a little part of me that dreads the evening as much as the morning
The evening being a sign that this will be yet another day where nothing changes
The morning being the beginning of another day where nothing changes
Nothing changes
Dreaming ended when my body stole every possibility from me
I used to dream of standing on stage
Or of teaching English elsewhere
Oh to sing to a crowd again
But if I allow myself to dream now it will only end with the reality that it can’t happen for me
It can happen for others but not for me
It feels like there is nothing here for me
Nothing that really needs me to be here
I don’t know why I walk this path
Some Green Day song
How bullshit is it that a famous singer “walks a lonely road”
If he only knew what lonely feels like
If only they all knew
I don’t want people to suffer but no one else seems to be capable of understanding this
Oh you’re lonely that’s sad I’m busy right now bye
Yeah it is sad
And I have tried
So hard
To be okay with this solitude because other people require it of me
But don’t I get to say it’s enough?
Isn’t that my call?
Maybe not
But then it isn’t anyone else’s call either
No one realised how powerless we all are
They think tomorrow is guaranteed
The thing is, tomorrow may be
But its contents are not
People should be planning for the worst
Ensuring their own safety
I don’t know if that day will come for humanity
I don’t know
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