It is not supposed to feel this way. I’m just going through the motions. I don’t like this. But what I could really use right now is a reasonable amount of patience then I’m good to go, good to keep on going, good to never stop. I couldn’t deal with this anymore. I just want to keep mum about the things around me and wait for my turn to speak. Soon, I’ll be able to get out of this prison cell and it won’t be long. I hope it won’t be long and I hope it will happen.
None of what I’m saying is making any sense at all. I just want to keep it at a certain level of ambiguity. I don’t wanna divulge the secrets of my life but I want to let this all out in a short post, like this. Please bear with me.
Voila.
