I am boring and mundane
I wonder about emptiness and loneliness
I hear hollowness and silence
I see a vast nothing
I want flaming intensity
I am boring and mundane
I pretend as pretense should be
I feel bitter-sweet
I touch depressions
I worry about worrying
I cry tears of pleasure
I am boring and mundane
I understand I understood nothing
I say what the hell just live with it
I dream of heavenly hell
I try to make my dreams come true
I hope of a better world, and a better me
I am boring and mundane
No comments:
Post a Comment