Reality

Sometimes I wonder if anyone is listening

Sometimes I want to shout to to the ceiling:

is anyone alive?!

Because I sold my soul for an ounce of love

And came back feeling like a lost dove

Set astray with a bunch of broken messages….

I have to piece back together…

Find a way to make it better…

Ad midst all the frowns….

 

Did I fall from space?

Because I feel like I’m not from this place…

And I don’t think I want to face…

the reality that I am sometimes…..

like somebody else…

The reality..

that we are all like someone else….

 

Sometimes I wonder if anyone is listening

Sometimes I want to shout to the ceiling:

is anyone alive?!

Because I sold my soul to walk the intellectual path….

And now I feel like I am living in the aftermath….

of a theoretical apocalypse….

Learning regurgitated nonsense…

As the white picket fence falls silently to the ground….

 

And did I fall from space?

Because I feel like I’m not from this place

And I don’t think I want to face…

the reality that I am sometimes…..

like somebody else…

The reality…

that we are all like someone else….

 

 

One thought on “Reality

  1. The amazing journey of Causa Sui. Endure the hardness, the alienation, if you wish to see, it’s not the eyes that hurt when staring at this sun.

    What great times await you.

    W
    C

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