from the doodle pad: overthought

weary i have become of all these

things so simple yet i cannot grasp…

… or those that i refuse to take in.

so in shallowness i wallow,

in pity and remorse,

not understanding my own state of contemplation.

what is it then that i need?

what is it then that is amiss?

amidst all the truth i can grasp not,

or those that i simply refuse.

amongst the justifications i create and pretentious apathy i cloak myself with,

it is beyond my ability to befalse this truth…

that this world-weariness that is consuming me,

is in fact an after effect of your sudden indifference.

-bex-

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