Watch my face. Watch it closely. I’m so tired of acting like I’m unique and different then everybody else because in the end we’re all the same emotion and laughter grabbing as everybody else. Where did all the serious conversations go? Why can’t all the lives I lead connect? No more money no more food. My body can be the mechanism of my mind and I’ll never be able to say what I mean. The words out of my mouth these days never come out right. My speech is somehow slurred and people actually notice. They look at my bottom lip (my brother used to call it fat and it hurt me but I’m over it) and that makes me all the more slurred. Fuck if you had a speech impediment I wouldn’t stare, I’d accept that you’re different (but really the same) and I’d get on with life. I wouldn’t hurt you. I wouldn’t be mean and spiteful. I’d let it go and whatever right?
We all begin life the same, and end it the same just in different manners. We all feel the same emotions, use our senses, think, want and need, and communicate so why should I be treated differently then anybody else? Why do people laugh at me? Why do people talk about me when I’m not around? Why do people imitate me and mock me when I’m not around? If I were a religious fanatic I’d tell them that one day on judgement day they’d get what they deserved but I’m not. Wish I was, but I know the truth and I know it like the back of my hand because I’m the truth. Yup, my flesh, my blood, my hair, my eyes, my fingers, my calves they are all real and don’t lie. If you were to break everyone down to itty bitty pieces we’d all be the same. Scientifically speaking, matter is anything that has mass (something along those lines). “Hi, I’m matter” “Hey! Nice to meet you matter, I’m also matter!” Well that conversation went well.
I had a traumatic dream last night. Trauma sucks.
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