Why cant I always get my way? Oh yeah, so I can learn a thing or two... Why do people underestimate me? Oh yeah, because I want them too. Maybe Im an acrobat. Maybe I just like to think I am. Maybe maybe maybe. There are so many of those in life, right? Its not my job to care about what anyone else thinks of me, unless Im working for them. If you have an unkind opinion of me, or you have something unkind to say about me- thats absolutely fine- I hope it amuses you. I hope you talk about me behind my back. I hope you focus on me, rather than you, if thats what suits you. Why? What if? How? How come? So many questions. So many answers. So many opinions. Are you right? Are they right? Is there even a right at all? The struggle to find and hold onto meaning. What a tumultuous path. If only the noise inside of your brain could be heard, you would wake up all of New York. Keep it down in there. I only ask nicely the first few times.
Posted on: Mon, 01 Sep 2014 04:34:12 +0000