I am heartbroken
Choking on harsh realities
That they never cared for me
Don’t know what was expected
It’s not the first time I’ve been neglected
I guess it’s just the positive side of my personality
That always wants to hope for a better reality
I can’t always stay trapped
In my realistic outlook
Always skirting the edge of nihilistic futility
Refusing to believe
That I’m constantly surrounded by the banality of greed and incompetence
Wanting to believe it’s just happenstance
To believe that one day we, I, will be free
To just make art and dance
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