Every day that I feel less disillusioned with myself.
.... is another day that I become more of a nihilist.
I feel less like asking questions, and more like saying "Why does this matter?"
An empty question, thrown into nothingness...
... I will never hear a reply.
If there was never anything to qualify success,
how could you have ever failed?
You look in your heart.
And when you suck away the you-centrics.
Nothing is left.
All you've ever wanted is all you've ever wanted.
Do you even know why? No, but you never needed to.
The real truth - your indivdualism doesn't matter.
Worse yet, your fate isn't determined.
Fate is a lie. You just follow the script.
I don't want to say I'd fight it.
I don't want to say anything at all....
I'd ready to crash and burn.
I don't care anymore.
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