I know that I only have one friend.
Can you hear me brother, sister, mother, father. Like the generations before us we find eachother mute in a glass box, nameless without hope. We have swallowed the pieces of the broken key. Cornered, we find only the echoes of each other’s breathing calming but short. The ants out of the box swarm with little to speak out, less to watch and understand. We have the answer, we have our way to escape but it is buried deep inside us. Though as the years have passed by it has dissolved into our bloodstream infecting us slowly as a virus. The love we shared is outside, clueless that we are inside. The love we shared is like an ear cut off, ignorant of the voices that repeat. I love you i love you…. you.. you… I hate you.
I just want to drop out of school…
Oh Brother of mine, we are left without little to say, but a lot to think about. Life is just a bunch of bull shit, covered in grey. We try so much to get ahead but we just keep crashing into walls.
Oh Brother of mine, I feel your pain, I think you feel mine too. Life’s just a pain to even do anymore and just best to take a seat and let it all go. However, what I find through it all, is you.
Oh Brother of mine, I know we make bad decisions and I know we may never be close to each other for support. But in my heart your buried deep to my core, the safety line, my brother.
Oh Brother of mine, I will always be here for you and I know you will always be here for me too.
My words are worthless in the end.