Hopes and dreams
And blah blah blah

Most everything
They told me was wrong

I like to be alone

I'm not interested
In hearing others opinion
Of me

Why don't these people
Just *******?

I'm 32
I live at home

People do not understand
Emptiness

The world is emptiness
They spend their lives
Working like slaves

The infrastructure
Was already there

Born into a wealthy country
I don't need any more things

No No No
No No No
No No No

No to the work week

Wandering Wandering
I have reached 32

This is not a face
That will ever be loved
By a woman

By this point I have watched
Thousands upon thousands
Of hours of documentaries

Try to obtain a deep knowledge
On a particular subject
And study it in depth

For me it will be Afghanistan
From the Soviet Era
To the present

Well another lonely night
At Starbucks

Lol
The obnoxious music
Plays in the background

I'm not ordering a **** thing
Just here for the Internet