Strange

Wake up

Every day my life makes less sense than my childhood

Been working really hard so I can work hard

Stoplight turns red

I needed that to slow down life

I’d probably waste the time anyway

So for now I sit

There was a girl in my passenger’s seat, today there’s not

I can’t fathom how far away Jupiter is

No matter, I’ll never leave this rock anyway

I know what’s waiting for me tomorrow

Because it will all be the same

I’ll feel however I feel, since society told me to feel that way

Maybe I should live like Thoreau

Will my mom still do my laundry?

Why do I clean my laundry?

I should get fat and smelly

I’ll be shunned, of course

Or maybe I’ve shunned your ideas

I wish I had the gumption to really do it

Well, get smelly at least

Somehow I can’t let go of love

No matter how much I read

Love is the greatest thing, isn’t it?

Really fucks with you.

Until you find a girl you can fuck for life

Of course you’ll both die

And I imagine that will be the strangest day of all.