I Am Alone
Every day for me is excatly the same as it was yesterday. weather i am on holiday or if i am at school it is the same and when i go to university it will become a simliar routine. i have become locked in a hellish nightmare with everyone else, where there is seemingly no escape and no one else seems to realise it.
i perform the same things as i did yesterday, i follow a simliar plan and i am tottaly alone in this world. It is ironic that i live in what is considered one of the capitals of the world, filled with so many people and yet if i walk the streets i feel completely alone.
none of us know each other. Everyone lives in a state of fear and indiffrence of one another, we all ignore each other and wear stoic masks. And yet everyone seemingly knows everyone else, sitting outside of bars or cafe's and the like.
And yet if i was in their shoes i would still feel alone, no matter how many friends you put me with. Just one or one hundred, i would still be alone. Perhaps it is my curse.
This knowledge i have gained, this grim realisation, that my life and your life isĀ really going nowhere and the only true change you can make for yourself is to break free of your job, your education, your house, your city, your family, break free of everything and get as far away as you can.
i cannot let go of this and i cannot end my loneliness, i am not depressed or upset or even angry, it is something that just is and i feel nothing but indifference. sure my life is good in some sense, better off than most.
but in reality.
we're all ******. more or less.
i perform the same things as i did yesterday, i follow a simliar plan and i am tottaly alone in this world. It is ironic that i live in what is considered one of the capitals of the world, filled with so many people and yet if i walk the streets i feel completely alone.
none of us know each other. Everyone lives in a state of fear and indiffrence of one another, we all ignore each other and wear stoic masks. And yet everyone seemingly knows everyone else, sitting outside of bars or cafe's and the like.
And yet if i was in their shoes i would still feel alone, no matter how many friends you put me with. Just one or one hundred, i would still be alone. Perhaps it is my curse.
This knowledge i have gained, this grim realisation, that my life and your life isĀ really going nowhere and the only true change you can make for yourself is to break free of your job, your education, your house, your city, your family, break free of everything and get as far away as you can.
i cannot let go of this and i cannot end my loneliness, i am not depressed or upset or even angry, it is something that just is and i feel nothing but indifference. sure my life is good in some sense, better off than most.
but in reality.
we're all ******. more or less.