people look at me, but they don't see me, and they don't care to, they think that the smile, or the persistent frown say what i feel, they think that i'm as transparent as they would be if they were me, were facing what i am, could think like i do.
of course this is where the but comes, they aren't, and i'm not,and i don't and they don't.
i'm far more twisted than i seem, and i could psycho-analyze the crap out of me to say why, but i don't think that would help, so i don't.
you need proof?! i'm never sad when people around me dye, i'm mad at them for dying. and i;m never mad at people who leave, i petty them for being week. i don't smile when i'm happy, i don't cry when i'm sad or in pain, i cry when i'm mad i smile when i'm in pain and i am blank when I'm sad.
people condescend over me, they say: "he's sad" "he's ungrateful" "he's perfect, or at least he was meant to be" but no one bothers to really see me.
so i have to change, or at least i want to, i need to be see through or maybe just empty, i need to connect more, or at least try, i need to be me,the real me,in front of people, or at least an image.
i need to stand tough and not let the world change me, not my passion or my compassion.
and most of all i need to be!
of course this is where the but comes, they aren't, and i'm not,and i don't and they don't.
i'm far more twisted than i seem, and i could psycho-analyze the crap out of me to say why, but i don't think that would help, so i don't.
you need proof?! i'm never sad when people around me dye, i'm mad at them for dying. and i;m never mad at people who leave, i petty them for being week. i don't smile when i'm happy, i don't cry when i'm sad or in pain, i cry when i'm mad i smile when i'm in pain and i am blank when I'm sad.
people condescend over me, they say: "he's sad" "he's ungrateful" "he's perfect, or at least he was meant to be" but no one bothers to really see me.
so i have to change, or at least i want to, i need to be see through or maybe just empty, i need to connect more, or at least try, i need to be me,the real me,in front of people, or at least an image.
i need to stand tough and not let the world change me, not my passion or my compassion.
and most of all i need to be!
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