In a time and space that hates me
I tried to pretend that my reality was a lie
But truth is a filthy cage
Unwilling to let me stand or stretch
Countless pleas go unanswered
Because I ignored all of the signs on the path to the present
Made believe that things weren’t that bad
All alone with my thoughts
And I’m bad company
Rude and impatient
I’m so bored with what I’ve become
Powerless and alone
The sum of hundreds of common experiences and thousands of transactions
I tried to rewrite my story
Not as a hero or villain, rather a narrator
Sparking thoughts and words in the hopes of one day igniting imaginations
But this is just another sad and forgettable short story…