Unrest

There are times when I want to run. Just run hard and continue till I am so tired that I cannot even stand. People are saying things, I don’t care to listen. I have heard it a thousand time overs. There is nothing in it. My mind is at unrest. I have a disconnect at a level I cannot explain. They are all telling me how I should be. How the world should be. But I am not that. And the world should not be that. But they do not listen. It is just a one way output system. Very like the radio.  There is no place to give an input. To think of it, it is only happening in the mind. There is so much contained rebellion. There are just so many whys. The head aches. The eyes burn. I know what puts it to rest. I need to find more source. With so much unrest I can only cause unhappiness to other people. I keep my distance. Nothing good ever happens when that distance is attempted to be bridged. But they do not even understand that. I like the feeling while traveling in the car. I do not want the car to ever stop. I appreciate people who drive well.  They do not understand. Anything I say hurts so much. You do not understand that it makes me more sad. I keep my distance for a reason! When I cry I tend to reach a hollowness that I cannot explain. It’s a shame to sacrifice oneself on the altar of norms.

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