Talks, and more talks. words and more more, just noise. Blah blah blah blah blah......blah blah. Im shouting in to a storm and the but the storm I'm in is just people. All with words, opinions and views. All desperately clinging on to their own rock of faith. And let you DARE cross those boundaries. Let you dare object, or ask a question, and the true inner personality comes out.
I'm tired of not being heard. It feels like saying stuff is exactly that, just stuff. No one listens, and the things I want to do, its just stuff. I feel like I'm just circling the drain. Around and around, same concerns, same arguments, same words, same people, same points of view. Bu the end of the drain, thats the final stop. Theres no adventure in the drain pipe, you just circle around it till the end. It all feels the same, it all feels like that drain pipe is getting closer. And Im not much bothered about it. We all put ourselves first, none of us really think of others. Isnt that what life ultimately is all about? Putting my child, that little awesome boy before me? The rest? Irrelevant. Even me.
I guess Ill go on tomorrow, always have. And I wont point fingers, or say anything, or argue. just get thorugh the day. And tomorrow night, I'll sit here again. Maybe in the dark, maybe in front of a switched off TV, maybe submerged in a game based on violence. Who knows, and honestly. Who cares.
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