Thursday, November 19, 2009

The echo of whomever spoke.

Tunes in my head: Bouncing Around The Room by Phish
Atmosphere: Miserable.

I wish.

I wish I could do something about the people I care about. They're quite few in number, really. Some say I'm massively caring. But the people who know know that I only care fervently and few.

And those people are the ones who I can't do much about. They seem to be constantly sad, they seem to have problems that are out of my reach.

So what can I do? Try and fail or sit and feel horrible?

Both are pretty shitty options.

Formal was quite good, but I spent too much time thinking. Even though that person has such a bright life from my perspective anyway, I was just thinking about how I could make it a little bit brighter, a little bit happier.

How I could access the darkness I have glimpsed and wash it all away.

There are others who seem to be in constant pain, in agony. And yet I try and try and try to make them happy, I do anything. I make myself look like an absolute idiot and degrade myself in front of them for it.

And what do I get for that?

Nothing but pain and tears.

I'm still waiting for the moment of happiness. Just one that I create. Whether with someone or not.

But what can I do?

I wish I could make people happy.

But all I seem to do is wish impossible things.

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