"I would make a terrible hobo. I thought once that I would be ok at it, but now I revise that thought and decide that I would suck at it. I would cry at night and whine all day."
im lost, living in a mask, in a sherade, im living a lie. why? you ask me? i dont know myself, its hard to admit to people the real truth... sometimes, or should i say most of the times, they dont understand. the truth is, that no one really cares about the black sheep... people pay attention, and try to get so involded- pretending as if they care, and reasuring you in one way or another that they do indeed have it worse than you. when infact you know that there is no such thing. they cant understand... and when they try, it blows up- so i ask- why life? all people mascarade about, thinking and conning themselves to believe that they are living perfect lives. myself, i am one who does this rather well... no one knows, no one but you.
every day- same old same old nothing new. living a change would envigurate everyone some more. life should be ever switching, new faces coming into play, improoved subjects to discuss over cofee at an ever changing cafe. why? why bother... change is hard. but monotonal isnt good eiter. i should die- then have peace and comfort. finally. i would love to go to my own funeral- see the shit people say about me. wow, im just rambling, thanks for reading.
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how true. not about you. i mean to say, me too.
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why? you ask me? i dont know myself, its hard to admit to people the real truth...
sometimes, or should i say most of the times, they dont understand. the truth is, that no one really cares about the black sheep...
people pay attention, and try to get so involded- pretending as if they care, and reasuring you in one way or another that they do indeed have it worse than you. when infact you know that there is no such thing. they cant understand... and when they try, it blows up- so i ask- why life? all people mascarade about, thinking and conning themselves to believe that they are living perfect lives. myself, i am one who does this rather well...
no one knows, no one but you.
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nothing new.
living a change would envigurate everyone some more. life should be ever switching, new faces coming into play, improoved subjects to discuss over cofee at an ever changing cafe. why?
why bother... change is hard. but monotonal isnt good eiter. i should die- then have peace and comfort. finally. i would love to go to my own funeral- see the shit people say about me. wow, im just rambling, thanks for reading.
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