I'm tired of saying no and tired of all that comes with saying 'Yeah, okay.' I'm sick of charades and formalities and the need to say sorry yet again when all you mean is 'I (used to) love you. Maybe.' Downward spirals of repeat fuck-ups 'cos we never bloody learn that we expect history to repeat itself and change our responses accordingly.
I'm upset that the British left and the Americans descended. I'm more upset that I can't say Indians as a whole are better off left uninvaded. And if I hear about Ronaldo one more time, I will scream. Similarly so with ZooZoo, IPL, T20, and anything else that's a trending topic thanks to its being on TV.
I don't have a TV. I don't have a house. If I could have one - I'm not sure I'd want it. I don't know what I want. I don't think anyone does. I think that's 'cos if you say you want something, you're admitting you don't want the other option. And we always need the other option, don't we.
I'm too old to climb rocks just to clean shit that people keep throwing so they can see you bend over to pick it up yet again. I'm too old to have children that grow up with children who are capable of looking down your shirt everytime they make you bend over.
I'm frustrated with expectations, mine and other peoples'. It sucks that frustration doesn't stop you from expecting anyway. How long does it take to forget? Why is it other people can't remember? These aren't my hormones talking. Self pity is so righteously addictive.
I have a blanket I've had since I was one. It's my only friend and even it doesn't fully cover me anymore.
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