I’m not worthy, never felt enough, maybe one day or two. One need smiley faces to feel good about a joke. And life’s a joke! A bloody good joke, I might say for those who understand. Most of us will pass throughout life not getting the damn joke. I’m probably one. I can see the bits but never the whole. No punchline. Just punch ouch. I may need help, who cares? Non sense. A lot of non sense. And then I’m dead. Thanks God, can’t wait, believe me.. I also want to laugh. And sleep.
If love is hope. Life is a fucking joke.
She knows I’m not meant for her.
And now I know that she knows that I know.
Basically, I heard her saying it.
Well, I think I must hear her,
when she talks about herself.
As I got to listen me up.
But I don’t usually do.
