I’m sitting still.
Everything is moving around me.
But I’m here.
I never move.
I never do anything.
And nothing important ever happens to me.
My life is aimless.


This is what they have made me see.
That I am nothing.

But if they could only see.
Inside, my mind has evolved beyond their comprehension.
To a place where few have traveled.
Where observation of the physical is common.
And understanding is top priority.
Where change is constant.
And anything static is shunned.
Where the adrenaline is only soothed by knowledge.
And boredom only arises when forced to do repetitive labor.
Where humans are laughed at.
But loved because of those few similarities.
Where emotions level out.
And logic and creativity rule.
This is a place they will never see.


They think I do nothing.
And to them they are right.
But to me, they do nothing.