Here I sit.
I don't believe I'm sitting. I don't believe in anything.
I can think I'm sitting. As long as I maintain that I could be wrong.
I don't believe in love. Even if I wanted to.
I can tell how I feel when you're around. And how I feel when you're not.
I don't believe in life. Or death. How could I ever rationalize a belief in something I don't understand?
I think. About fireflies, world *******, scotch, and jokes.
The jokes are to make you laugh. It's my favorite song.
I don't believe in anything. I envy those that do.
I'm just a lonely nihilist who wants to believe in you.
