“Solitude is bliss” is what I used to say,
but as there’s no-one around to be
sold a lie anymore,
I am now lying to myself in tears.
weekend thoughts
“Solitude is bliss” is what I used to say,
but as there’s no-one around to be
sold a lie anymore,
I am now lying to myself in tears.
We used to be philosophers,
now you’re into business
and I’m all desperate.
I listen, I adopt, I react.
If I speak, if I share, if I initiate – I get ignored.
Is it me who cares too much or is it them who don’t care enough?
Having no solution for anything, I barely even know the question I want to answer. Meanwhile, I am chasing the same old ghost, caught up in an idea of a perfect world which is a lie, refusing to acknowledge my emptiness.
So this is where I live…
If anybody ever asks (again) why I feel so lonely and why I think too much, I will show them this photo.
I feel very lonely right now. Where is everyone? Even my brother is nowhere to be found.