Bucket List, bucket list cough it up. What should i do next?
Why is reaching your dreams so bittersweet?
Why does the milkshake empty before I am finished?
Why is the bullet train on a new platform?
Why do i have to wait with other people?
Can’t i be home alone and with my words? Isn’t that enough?
Why can’t i shout at someone? Why can’t i be angry at someone?
Why is someone trying to bug me out? Why all the questions?
Why am I alone? Why isn’t curiosity valued more?
Why is aggression so loud? Why am i so proud?
What is wrong with aggression, if everyone does it it must be OK. I hate it. I hate it.
Fucking post modernism and nihlistic assholes. Look at me! Look at me!
Rise above it all and make yourself…small.
Move away from it…move to the left…move to the right…stay right right there!
Strategic mumblings really i don’t care.
New second, new thought, what if…???