Nirvana
by Lisboa Miraflores
I feel like I'm different
but I don't want to be different
I want to be like everyone else
but I don't like anyone else.
I feel...sometimes...
It's hard to care anymore.
I'm doing all the things I don't want to.
And everything I feel like doing
is pulled away from me.
I think I am too serious for the world.
I see civilization in front of me and it is
no society I want to be a part of.
The moment I speak I kill the conversation.
There is no Nirvana.
I feel like dying. I want to drown in a sea of snow. I feel like being frozen, I want to have my toes freeze and fall off. I want to be cold beyond repair.
And I'm sure that I hate you.
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