I Don't Know

I spend so much more of my life thinking about meaning, and myself, and who I am, and who he is, or who they are, but all for what? I'm none the better after all of this. I've got so much to say! But no one to say it to! There are so many eyes to see, but none that see me. So much love to give, but love never given, so much wrong in the world, and more and more there is, further still it spreads, making the good bad, and the bad worse - making knowledge fallacy, and fallacy knowledge!

Where am I? Earth? Why? What am I doing here? What am I to do? Speak out to the people who won't listen? What can I say? That I'm any better? Where am I to go? For this plague is pandemic - this complacency, this animosity, towards ourselves and towards others? How will my words be anything more than that? Words. How will I be the change, how will I give my ear, to the plagues of the world, when they are shut off from me, how will I speak, if those who speak are silenced?

What do I do?
What do I do..?

dirtyzerg

You have no choice but onward. A wandering mind can be annoying and beautiful at the same time..those who don't hear you don't deserve to. Those who can't see you are blind. Those who won't return the love you give didn't deserve it to begin with. So carry on..its the only thing you can do really.

Winterwanderer · 26-30, M

But I should show people more than they show me, that's the love I so strongly strive for, not conditional, occasional love, even those who wrong me or don't notice me, I don't have to do the same, that's where love comes into play