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16 years ago
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http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/973155/
I feel like this so often. Every day is exactly the same here. I feel trapped, like I'm in a cage. I feel like I can do so much more, be so much more. Here, it's like all the passing smiles are put on so that people can just pretend they're happy, just to avoid the question of "Why are you so sad?"
I feel like I'm lost, going nowhere fast. Like I'm in this deep hole I'll never get out of, as if the stagnant, gross muck of Denton will stick to me no matter where I go.
Sometimes I see it in the people I know, the ones I love. Their eyes saying it, screaming it. "This is all wrong". None of us are native to this town. None of us like it here.
There's a Starbucks on every block, construction on every street, the heavy pounding of equipment rattling through the smoggy, cesspool air.
I see it in so many people... There's just something about this town, this civilization as a whole, that just isn't right. It's taken so much from us, and in return we've gained nothing but destruction and suffering.
I don't want to feel like this anymore. Like I'm stuck in a tar pit, sinking further and further down until I reach a point where I'll be trapped here forever, left behind by everyone else as they've moved on to bigger and much better things.
I feel like this so often. Every day is exactly the same here. I feel trapped, like I'm in a cage. I feel like I can do so much more, be so much more. Here, it's like all the passing smiles are put on so that people can just pretend they're happy, just to avoid the question of "Why are you so sad?"
I feel like I'm lost, going nowhere fast. Like I'm in this deep hole I'll never get out of, as if the stagnant, gross muck of Denton will stick to me no matter where I go.
Sometimes I see it in the people I know, the ones I love. Their eyes saying it, screaming it. "This is all wrong". None of us are native to this town. None of us like it here.
There's a Starbucks on every block, construction on every street, the heavy pounding of equipment rattling through the smoggy, cesspool air.
I see it in so many people... There's just something about this town, this civilization as a whole, that just isn't right. It's taken so much from us, and in return we've gained nothing but destruction and suffering.
I don't want to feel like this anymore. Like I'm stuck in a tar pit, sinking further and further down until I reach a point where I'll be trapped here forever, left behind by everyone else as they've moved on to bigger and much better things.
