Jun 2017
06/05/17
I know no one; it is very awkward;
They threaten to take our phones.
Such foolish tyranny.
Rambling people are around me.
It is unsettling to say the least.
Loud.
I hope I make new friends though it seems highly unlikely.
The jester laughs at the fool's misfortunes.
I feel like myself more when I surrender to the voices in my head.
They know me better than I know myself.
I am ashamed;
As I profusely try myself.
**The words I write are uncanny
I know no one; it is very awkward;
They threaten to take our phones.
Such foolish tyranny.
Rambling people are around me.
It is unsettling to say the least.
Loud.
I hope I make new friends though it seems highly unlikely.
The jester laughs at the fool's misfortunes.
I feel like myself more when I surrender to the voices in my head.
They know me better than I know myself.
I am ashamed;
As I profusely try myself.
**The words I write are uncanny
I guess a pointless journal
