segunda-feira, 8 de janeiro de 2018

Alone.

I am alone.
I was alone.
I've always been alone.

In a world
of nearly eight billion
humans,
I feel like I'm
the only one
I feel alone
and alone I feel.
all the drugs,
all the food,
all of all

Goodbye,

I am alone.
Every face
is faceless
means nothing
knows nothing
I want to get out

But I never did,
I am stuck
on myself,
I'm retarded,
Depressed,
ill-dressed,
ridiculous
to the rest.

What rest?
who they are
who are they,
those ghosts
around me,
mean nothing at all,
nothing.

As do I -
I know.
No legacy,
no friends,
nothing at all
never knew
how to feel
anything
but
loneliness,

my whole life,
the weirdo,
my whole existence,
did not exist.

I am alone,
and alone I shall die.