maybe someday I'll be able to be part of something that's public.
I wouldn't want to interfere with any relevant stuff with my filthy, contagious presence, the damage done would probably be more significant.
meanwhile, it's driving me quite mad to suffer people expecting me to be engaged with what all that could be connected to something called 'social awareness' or 'conscience', or whatever, while they (the ones expected to be the most protective of you and your interests) have and still do fail to comprehend you're a miserable wreck partly as a consequence of their neglectfulness.
starting to lose this tiny bond with all things real, and no one pops in to get it reversed.
maybe in another section, in another region it would be different.
we behave like pessimists, that what we are. no hiding the problems, the more you
have to show off with, the better ordinary individual you make. most probably, you won't get stuffed in anywhere, cause there's no real alternative for that purpose, nor is it something unusual. the point is that you don't pretend to be stronger and more persisting than you actually are. does no good.
I just don't see what sense anything makes today, whatever efforts I make, whatever I reach - things don't fit, there's only the holes
listening to this crap GA album I listened to four years ago, same state of mind, charming
a man who's pure of heart
and says his prayers at night
may still become a wolf
when the autumn moon is bright
so what about us
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