My head is all wrapped up in a million places, unable to focus on any one thing. There is a girl who lives far away and will probably never come back to any place that I ever live again. She's the closest thing to love I've had in a very long time. Yet she lost her attraction for me, and without the physical part of love what do you grasp?
I'm not comfortable with people. Oddly I'm very good at the surface connections that most people associate with being good with people. It's because of my sickness, these delusions that got me locked up in mental institutes for a time, that I've learned to mimic inter-personal relationships. But its all a charade, don't believe that I'm ever comfortable - ever.
How will I meet a woman, someone I can grasp - at least, maybe love a little? When all this world ever gets of me is the charade I need to survive.
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