It’s the sense of self that betrays
What you think you are
or should be, or could be
doesn’t serve any purpose
People feed their ego
in different ways
but it’s not always
Sometimes it’s to feel like
your due diligence
or to re-approach the prophecies
proclaimed by the ones who claim to love you,
who don’t really know you
or want to know.
We get cold, you know,
and hardened to other’s imperfections;
their false analysis
of who you are or what you should be.
They don’t exist without you, or you them,
being exactly as you, or they, are
as you, or they, could not be
any other way.
And when you change and they don’t
or if you don’t and they do
don’t be afraid to point out
your utter and desperate confusion
as to why you can never meet
in the middle
like Benjamin Button.
After all this
what I really feel to be the truth
is that your brain
is a motherfucker.
Neurons and Synapses firing at irregular intervals
coupled with abnormal oxygenation and variable light, sound, scent and touch stimuli
leads to a potential for unorthodox behavioral interludes,
additionally perpetrated by periodic euphoria and delirium
which at times can be symptomatic with abnormal sleeping patterns,
inconsistent nutrition and dietary habits,
and situation driven emotional reactivity.
So, yeah, that’s why we’re crazy.