Thursday, July 23, 2015

Understand

I remove myself from the rest of the world.
I will remain a ghost for the rest of my life.
I have very few connections to those I once had
friendships with.
I am even a stranger to myself sometimes.
I don’t identify with those that chase the mighty dollar,
the mighty fame, or the dream that everyone else seems to have.
I feel alone in the sense that I don’t have people to talk or connect with.
In reality I just don’t have the same interest as they would.
I would be called a dick or an asshole.
But really isn’t everyone.


July 23/15