When I was a child everybody smiled, nobody knows me at all
So I sit around a lot lately trying to kick my mind into gear. I guess it's not normal for someone to be so solitary, but it feels like respite, and I realised recently that I really don't like most people. I don't dislike them, or wish them ill, I just find most people boring, or irritating. This also must be sad. But then again there are people I do like, and I like them quite a lot. Or there are people I don't think I will like who I learn to like and I'm grateful to the universe for forcing my eyes to open and my heart to be patient.
I really am bored by life. Due to limited possibilities, I think this will be the final incentive to start writing something real. I need to make up a more interesting world for myself so I can escape this one.
I don't give a damn, I'm happy as a clam, nobody knows me at all
Ah, what can you do? There's nobody like you. Nobody knows me at all