You might be **** even kind...
But I care not for your ego.
I might as well be blind.
You might be interested in many things.
None of which light my fire.
A hollow heart filled with empty blings.
I live to build and design.
Practicality is so hard to find.
I want to understand the world.
Very few share my mind.
I'm simply complicated.
And there is no shortcut to my desire.
I'm after the impossible.
But that is all I require.
Oct 24, 2015
Oct 24, 2015 at 1:14 PM UTC
You might be **** even kind...
But I care not for your ego.
I might as well be blind.
You might be interested in many things.
None of which light my fire.
A hollow heart filled with empty blings.
I live to build and design.
Practicality is so hard to find.
I want to understand the world.
Very few share my mind.
I'm simply complicated.
And there is no shortcut to my desire.
I'm after the impossible.
But that is all I require.
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