I rather have creation than have conversation. people are annoying and I can never feel relation. I really wish people would practice what they preach. I don’t need your lectures or for you to try and teach. God forbid you shut your mouth and actually try to reach, my heart. People wear masks from the very start. And we wonder why we feel so apart. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I say it countless times. Repeating what we don’t mean but at least I’ve tried. You’ve aged me 50 years and I feel real old inside. Round and Round we go like Merry Go Rounds but no one’s smiling. No one’s laughing but everyone’s relying, on their hope. I guess that’s all we really need, you and I. What a fucking joke.