hello old friend ,
i’ve missed you,
where did you go?
i hate when i can’t hold my loneliness
why can’t i just be happy?
maybe, i like being miserable
what is wrong with me?
why do i feel this empty void inside me?
the truth is, i am the one to blame
i’m the problem,
this is my fault,
i did this,
we really are the source of our own hell
but how do i take off a mask,
when it stops being a mask,
when it is as much a part of me as i am?
what i wouldn’t give to be normal,
to live in that bubble
the reality of the naive,
lol who am i kidding,
i just realized i like doors,
they make the outside stop
you know what disssapoints me about society
the world itself’s just one big hoax
spamming with our running commentary
of bullshit masquerading as insight,
and our social media faking as intimacy
the obvious unseen
seeing and not seeing
control can sometimes be an illusion
but sometimes you need illusion to gain control
fantasy is an easy way to give meaning to the world
to cloak our harsh reality with escapist comfort
isn’t that why we surround ourselves
with so many screens?
where’s my mind