…Actually, what’s the point?
So you devote some time to a hobby or a blog
So you get a little scared when you see some neighbour’s dog
So you work in a place with a little reward, a little pay
So you have a lover, and send a text message every day
So you see other people and sometimes you feel sad
But you eat in restaurants, and that isn’t so bad
Sometimes you start to feel glum, one reason or another
Your neighbour’s dog annoys you and your mother and your lover
You complain a little on your blog, and then your mobile phone
But you love restaurants too much, and don’t like being alone
You love good supermarkets too much, and don’t like being alone
You love the internet too much, and don’t like being alone
You love things being done for you and you don’t being alone
You love not needing to really try, you’d rather not be alone
You are alone
nobody knows what you’re thinking
And in a hundred years, you’ll be dead.
Sort your life out and decide what you want to do. Don’t let those “faceless soulless entities” decide for you. (They’re more than willing). The choice, as they say, is yours.
Similar vibes for Wish number 15, pages section, over on the right hand side
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Tomorrow, more eshcapism – a new guest author. Praise ye Jah, it’s a sizzla.