floating in sludge
Sometimes I hate that my heart beats. Every time it does it means hundreds are dead and I'm something special.
I was born privileged in so many ways. Sometimes I get sick at the amount of gluttony I have. I become this exo-skeleton of who I actually am. Like a cicada shell stuck to a tree for some kid to collect. Only years later would he realize how odd thousands of brown transparent bug skins really look. A world with these for currency could get interesting.
I'm too awake and too full of life for how late it is. Everyone that has to get up in the morning is asleep. I'm still here contemplating how to get into more credit card debt.
I've realized I can't write anything that means something. I can't change anyone's thoughts with my words. I can't say words that make people's hearts flutter. When I read things that do however, they always kinda make me want to kill myself.
Is that weird?
I was born privileged in so many ways. Sometimes I get sick at the amount of gluttony I have. I become this exo-skeleton of who I actually am. Like a cicada shell stuck to a tree for some kid to collect. Only years later would he realize how odd thousands of brown transparent bug skins really look. A world with these for currency could get interesting.
I'm too awake and too full of life for how late it is. Everyone that has to get up in the morning is asleep. I'm still here contemplating how to get into more credit card debt.
I've realized I can't write anything that means something. I can't change anyone's thoughts with my words. I can't say words that make people's hearts flutter. When I read things that do however, they always kinda make me want to kill myself.
Is that weird?