I just want to walk right out of this world cuz everybody has a poison heart.
I've found the only satisfaction lately walking around my neighborhood, alone. no one else here gives a shit about it's simple beauty, and I don't want to share it with them anyway. I really don't fit in here, I never did, and maybe I'm through trying.
The thought of adulthood and a future of responsibility is the fear that eats away at my core. it's the monster staring me straight in the eyes. it keeps me up all night laying awake in the dark unable to move. It's why I don't smile when you're not looking. it's why I still live in the place where I was once young and spend my time with people years younger than me.
It's taking me nowhere. it's giving me nothing. but it is not The Nothingness that I desire.
The thought of adulthood and a future of responsibility is the fear that eats away at my core. it's the monster staring me straight in the eyes. it keeps me up all night laying awake in the dark unable to move. It's why I don't smile when you're not looking. it's why I still live in the place where I was once young and spend my time with people years younger than me.
It's taking me nowhere. it's giving me nothing. but it is not The Nothingness that I desire.