Rambling of thoughts. I feel like I'm 'lost' of sort. Stale and stagnate. In a loop, a holding pattern waiting to live life. Blocked. Ignored, discarded, forgotten, disinterested in. Hovering and in a waiting pattern.
All the while others are passing by oblivious and all in their own dream lands.
How and why was I so invested, obsessed, distracted, interested and consumed; now I see and feel this grey ash fog lifting and the glaring reality of an empty hand, nothing gained, lost time, vacant feeling wondering how I should feel about feeling.
Erased, bewildered and given a deaf ear. Feel like crying but evaporated milk from ages ago would be a useless thing...
Why try? I was told to be the better man, why? Apathy about apathy abounds and the illusion of lying to ourselves embracing egotistical lies makes us the better people.
I told you it was a rambling of thoughts, but no one cares...
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