Monday, June 20

No Manure...No Magic

So what of existence? So what of coincidences?
Of loneliness and playing pretend?
But even with my therapist?
Can I show her the truth?
She's a reflection of my mind, yet I still want to hide.
Do I need to impress her too? What am I to do?

Somethingness. Nothingness.
No Difference...
Yet, are we really the same?