One day of June
Weather is nice in June. The weather does not care how I feel. I remember old days when she was with me. Those days do not come back. I am alone.
I am lost. I have been lost since many years ago. I do not know where I am going in time and space. I am just waiting for the end. The end of everything in time and space. I don't know just what I am waiting for.
The reality is a bad joke for me. I just sit here and type words and the world does not care. I do not understand why I am here and what I am doing. I don't know what I am supposed to do for the rest of my life.
I just do not know.
I sold myself short to blind desire and impulse. I drift away in this world like a boat without a rudder. I do not know. I know nothing.
I am lost. I have been lost since many years ago. I do not know where I am going in time and space. I am just waiting for the end. The end of everything in time and space. I don't know just what I am waiting for.
The reality is a bad joke for me. I just sit here and type words and the world does not care. I do not understand why I am here and what I am doing. I don't know what I am supposed to do for the rest of my life.
I just do not know.
I sold myself short to blind desire and impulse. I drift away in this world like a boat without a rudder. I do not know. I know nothing.
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