i can't speak
I have nothing.
Nothing that is mine, nothing to do, nothing tha'ts worth spending my time or energy on. This vague semblance oif a life that I've constructed around myself focuses on three key events: I work most days. I sleep some nights. I spend all the remaining time on the computer or working out or killing time.
Killing time is not an existance. Its an excuse to keep going on.l I don't wnat to live an excuse. I want meaning.
Imagine doing nothing but going to work at a lousy job every day, then coming home to somebody who doesn't love you anymore. Somebody's who'se long since moved on but is too considerate to let you know. I can see it in her eyes. She doesn't tell me anymore. She longs after someone who will just continue to lead her on. All romance is dead, all intimacy stopped long ago.
She doesn't even hold me anymore.
I've gained weight, lost friends, as well as all sense of who I am and the reason that I'm out here. It comes down to cliques and faking happiness whenever I'm around other people in a group, and being ignored when I'm with the one person I have around that I used to mean something to.
Get me fucking out of here.
Nothing that is mine, nothing to do, nothing tha'ts worth spending my time or energy on. This vague semblance oif a life that I've constructed around myself focuses on three key events: I work most days. I sleep some nights. I spend all the remaining time on the computer or working out or killing time.
Killing time is not an existance. Its an excuse to keep going on.l I don't wnat to live an excuse. I want meaning.
Imagine doing nothing but going to work at a lousy job every day, then coming home to somebody who doesn't love you anymore. Somebody's who'se long since moved on but is too considerate to let you know. I can see it in her eyes. She doesn't tell me anymore. She longs after someone who will just continue to lead her on. All romance is dead, all intimacy stopped long ago.
She doesn't even hold me anymore.
I've gained weight, lost friends, as well as all sense of who I am and the reason that I'm out here. It comes down to cliques and faking happiness whenever I'm around other people in a group, and being ignored when I'm with the one person I have around that I used to mean something to.
Get me fucking out of here.