i havent been traveling in so long
i feel like im stuck in this joy-forsaken town.
im so tired
of everything and everyone, its a good feeling
to just actually say what i mean.
vent, if you will.
honesty is a failing virtue, now,
and it seems useless and "god-forbid"
but when givin', offensive and uncalled for.
i tried selflessness for a long time
that ended when my heart exploded.
also, my friends sicken me
how can you talk shit about each other
like attention whores scourging with words
behind the backs of everyone,
and everyone is too fucking dumb to realize
...or care, im sure.
its not natural to assume you annoy your friends, is it?
or assume you're wanted in only small amounts of time.
I wish i had an income, a job *i cant believe im saying this*
or just a distraction from myself, really.
have you ever felt so alone, yet you are not?
i have friends, family and the great outdoors to my expense
but my mind is in the void, jumped ship, desolated in abandonment.
i feel a bit like a leech
no, rather a very adaptable chameleon
confused in its environment.
my spirit has been in a funk and
this brings me even more displeasure/confusion/anger..
possibly though, bitterness and apathy are advent
in(my)life.

i wanna be like a ghost
exposed in the light,
discordant in the agreement of being.
a fugitive of the mortal law,
adrift purposeless with a fading smile.

oh wait,
thats happening.