Abeo

You can say probably I've made a decision, probably I've sort myself out.

Or you can say its nothing but an outcome of running away, turning to this resolution simply because I have no answer, not a fucking clue to this problem.

I'm reaching this level of apathy where nothing seems interesting, worth my energy.

What am I lacking to change this state of my conscientiousness? Perhaps I don't belong to this place, it's too fast, too adulterate, too difficult for me to handle.

Like as if life is not up to me now.