Trite
Sometimes
the world
makes no sense
to me.
I feel like an
alien,
dropped on a
foreign planet
with no knowledge of
its culture
or
inhabitants.
Small talk is
trite
and I search for
meaning.
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So true. Depth can be so hard to find these days. Absolutely love how the short lines reflect how shallow it all is. Well done!
Thanks! ?