CosmicNeurotica
Banned
I'm about to be 30 in just 30 days, and I don't have anything to be proud of. I have nothing. I've never belonged. It seems everyone I meet is this or that, but never this and that. I like this and that and what's new around the corner.
Give me hardcore. I'll go to a rave. A headbanging Meshuggah concert. But I'm not that person. I'm a softie who likes cats and long walks on beaches. I like them both though. But I can't let myself out. I'm stuck here, alone, where no one can respect me because I hate myself and what I've become.
I love who I am, but I hate that no one will ever know who I am, and that my potential in life has been busted by this... whatever it is. Inability to communicate, inability to talk and put together the inner workings of what makes a human relationship. Because you can't just say "hey, I'm Kevin, I like wicked dubstep and metal and long walks on beaches and astronomy and I need help. Want to be my friend?"
I don't even have a car. A job. A friend. How the hell am I supposed to live like this? I need love man.
And I know, it's the same story with me all the time here, but I don't know what to say about that. I think it always will be.
What we need here is a hologram. We need the future to be right now.
My mind is weird. Because I'm stuck in the past, but the future makes me euphoric. It's the present I like to think doesn't exist, because that's who I am now.
I like the potential I was, the fantasy I lived in, and the dream of the future with all of its tech and euphoric blasting dubstep and flying vehicles that I can take to space.
I hate this life. I don't wanna be here. I'm better than this pathetic piece of **** I see myself as, and there's nothing I can do about it.
http://soundcloud.com/liquid-stranger-dubstep/liquid-stranger-mechanoid-mixdown?utm_source=soundcloud&utm_campaign=share&utm_medium=facebook&utm_content=http%3A%2F%2Fsoundcloud.com%2Fliquid-stranger-dubstep%2Fliquid-stranger-mechanoid-mixdown
Give me hardcore. I'll go to a rave. A headbanging Meshuggah concert. But I'm not that person. I'm a softie who likes cats and long walks on beaches. I like them both though. But I can't let myself out. I'm stuck here, alone, where no one can respect me because I hate myself and what I've become.
I love who I am, but I hate that no one will ever know who I am, and that my potential in life has been busted by this... whatever it is. Inability to communicate, inability to talk and put together the inner workings of what makes a human relationship. Because you can't just say "hey, I'm Kevin, I like wicked dubstep and metal and long walks on beaches and astronomy and I need help. Want to be my friend?"
I don't even have a car. A job. A friend. How the hell am I supposed to live like this? I need love man.
And I know, it's the same story with me all the time here, but I don't know what to say about that. I think it always will be.
What we need here is a hologram. We need the future to be right now.
My mind is weird. Because I'm stuck in the past, but the future makes me euphoric. It's the present I like to think doesn't exist, because that's who I am now.
I like the potential I was, the fantasy I lived in, and the dream of the future with all of its tech and euphoric blasting dubstep and flying vehicles that I can take to space.
I hate this life. I don't wanna be here. I'm better than this pathetic piece of **** I see myself as, and there's nothing I can do about it.
http://soundcloud.com/liquid-stranger-dubstep/liquid-stranger-mechanoid-mixdown?utm_source=soundcloud&utm_campaign=share&utm_medium=facebook&utm_content=http%3A%2F%2Fsoundcloud.com%2Fliquid-stranger-dubstep%2Fliquid-stranger-mechanoid-mixdown
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