Je Suis à L’Ouest

You may ask what is it that I am doing right now.

You may look to know what is it that I want right now.

You may think you still know who I am and where I am.

But there’s no way in hell you will ever fucking know. And there’s no way in hell you ever fucking did.

I haven’t been this far away from this devoided reality, ever. And now my mind wanders to the West.

This fake impression people are looking to leave around is just not the way I envision real life to be. It has to be better than this.

And now my mind wanders to the West.

I have always wondered what was missing, what was holding me back and turns out it was a whole lotta shit.

These fucking people, this fucking shit mentality. All I never wanted.

And now my mind wanders to the West.

I am looking for sanity. Has anyone seen it?

I am looking for respect. I am looking for kindness. Ain’t nothing that hard, I reckon.

But I feel like I can’t find it here.

Can I find it anywhere else, though?

My mind is now in the West. Will anyone ever be able to bring it back home?

All the pain, the sadness, the God-forsaken land in which I stand. All the damn fakeness. Projections of misery I can’t fucking stand.

I live in the West, now. Ain’t nobody bringing me back.

Present me with home. I just need to see it one last time.

Maybe if I see home again, my mind will guide me back.

But now I live in the West…

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