Why am I not living on a high rise where I'm oblivious to the reality around me?
It'd be great to know nothing of anyone and anything else's existence beyond mine and mine's.
I realize how much I let some things affect me.
Hate doesn't bother me nearly as much as apathy and helplessness and ignorance angers me, it makes me reach out for a knife and slash some throats but then here, I fear some contradictions .
Suffering and ignorance affect me and I know not how to deal with a melee of both hurt and vengeful sentiments.
It tears me apart.
I do not know how to balance.
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