people

its your turn to read all this from my perspective, between the ywo of us, I've never really understood what you meant by "enjoying the view". At this point in life, it seems a little relative from where you're standing, don't you think? for me, I could be enjoying you watching the view of me, or, perhaps, more astoundingly, you could be enjoying the view of me watching you watching me. In essence, we could be enjoying each other, or selfishly, ourselves. But what do you mean? are you waiting for some sight, some incredible happening that will awaken your heart and force it to leak from your every pore? are you looking for some event that will spread your mind wide and far covering every crevice of doubt you'd ever thought you might dwell in or upon? You'll never find that. You know that.
But I'm trying to understand the little things now, no, not understand, realize, appreciate.

I don’t understand.
I usually pick up things quickly,
But,
I haven’t understood this since the day I was born,
I’ve never understood people.
What makes them do the things they do,
Like the things,
And people that they like?
Why?
Why did she do that,
Or
Why does he like her?
No matter how hard I try to grasp the concept,
It always slips away.
To tell the truth,

swagger
you walk you talk, its empty
you think you drink, its empty
what passes through your head when I walk by,
most likely nothing
what passes through your head at all. there's something there but I don’t understand it
I cant understand it
it doesn’t work
your thoughts seem so alien yet so familiar
the things you don’t know and don’t comprehend

I expect myself to achieve
and do what I think is right

I expect myself to do good
to stay away from what’s wrong

And I expect myself to be me

no one else

just me

and that’s what other people expect

of me

as well.