watercolour – Page 13 – Saint Beckett

Exactly…..

…….that.

So much of my brain energy is being drained by a world that does not interest me.

….. probably isn’t worth it.

Not probably. It just wasn’t.

….to fill the world up with more of my art crap. I should be sorry. But I’m not.

….dreams go to die.

….it gets harder to breathe.

…….to get some help.

……and drown me. I don’t swim. I walk.

….to cry to now.

….in my nest of hair.

….but people are almost compelled to do the opposite of what you ask.

So when I say I want to be left alone, I don’t need anyone coming up and asking if I want to be left alone.