I'm trapped but im trying. Tomorrow I'll be able to try harder. I'm trying the same way one would try and go to the bathroom before a road trip. You don't try to go to the bathroom it just falls out of you. I'm waiting for something to fall out of me. Tomorrow something's going to fall out of me.
For the past year or two I've been really lost and confused. I think my whole life I've been lost and it's just taken me this long to realize. But maybe we all are and this is not a unique situation and I am just describing the human condition. For the past year or two I've been looking for something to believe in: a set of guidelines, a person, i don't really know. Whatever it is, whenever i discover said something everything will finally make sense. But I'm still very lost and confused. I haven't found anything. Maybe I haven't really been looking. Maybe I should narrow my search. I think I listened to too much Cap'n Jazz during a time that was bad enough to be formative and now I can't talk or write normally. I've completely forgotten how to string words or thoughts together. I'm noticeably socially and mentally stunted and I'm not sure how to fix it. I guess maybe I should just start doing something. A dead end is still a destination I guess. Maybe tomorrow something will fall out of me.
You can say pretty much any some about any thing and it will be true probably.
So many people have been alive for years