Don't want to be here
I don't want to be here. I don't want to be sitting here writing this while I should be working at my dead end job while my head is in the clouds as it has been always.
I never would imagine me in anything dead end (it probably isn't but it feels like it) but here we are, 2 years shy of the big three zero and already at a dead end. And I'm whining about this feeling again.
I want to be away, far far away. I want to be at a place where nobody knows me, and where I have nothing to prove. I want to be freed of this shackles of judgement and the pretense to care. I want to breathe new air, to see new things, to walk on an unknown path.
I want see a face and smile instead of frowning or looking away.
I just don't want to be here.
I never would imagine me in anything dead end (it probably isn't but it feels like it) but here we are, 2 years shy of the big three zero and already at a dead end. And I'm whining about this feeling again.
I want to be away, far far away. I want to be at a place where nobody knows me, and where I have nothing to prove. I want to be freed of this shackles of judgement and the pretense to care. I want to breathe new air, to see new things, to walk on an unknown path.
I want see a face and smile instead of frowning or looking away.
I just don't want to be here.
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