The Changing Past
The day after, the things that happened, I went the streets alone, again and again. I didn’t know what would come else. But I know what I have to do this day and the day after tomorrow.
The things that I did in the past were bad, I know, but I didn’t know what would happen, when I change the things that I do. Something will be better, I think, when I changed the things in the past. I was wrong, the things became worse, and something became worst. The thing that became worst was my life. Yes of course, I know it before I do it. But as it happened, I wasn’t sad. I think a lot about the things that I’ve maybe made better, but I couldn’t do the things better. The time that I had, was too short, to made something better. Its look likes funny what I think in this moment. But I have nothing where about I could think else. And these are the things that make me sad, the loneliness and the empty in my heart. But, for things that I do you don’t need a heart. But, I’ve one.
I’m alone, in the world. In a world where my words can be change the past, but not the future. I tell me every seconds in my life, I’m alone, but if I would think about my feelings, I know that I feel now, really, at the moment, in this seconds, and tomorrow. Everything is wrong in my life, my past and maybe in my future too. I don’t know it. I don’t know nothing important things, things, that not only important for me. Empty in me, is strong and destroyed me inside my soul. But that is this soul really for me? Nothing or almost all? To thinking about this is not important now.
And now I must walk the streets again to my happiness. But, what is happiness actually for me? Is it just a feeling, or less as a feeling, or more? I don’t know it. And actually I don’t want to think about that. I think, I have t do something, but I don’t know that it could be. I’m a little confused at the moment. I think too much about feelings, problems and that I have to do. Where is this happiness I need? But I need it really? Or is it just an illusion?
So many things which make use different. If I would explain you these most things, you actually wouldn’t hear to me. You ask yourself why you wouldn’t hear to me. I answer your question. The answer is so easy. I wouldn’t speak clear to you, because I don’t know the things these make use different. Every person is more different as another person. The individual is important, say everybody. Why? Why they say it? Of course, they think it always. Everywhere human go and everywhere they stand, alone or together.
These things are important, but for what are these things important? For life, friendships or anymore? I don’t know. And to find it out I went to past, it was a mistake, but I saw it to o late. I lost all hopes. And now, I must look forward and do the things right, the things that have changed the future, the normally future. But this future can be the right one too. No! I must change the past again and again, until the future is right again. But I don’t know what I have to do, to do it right and correctly.
It looks like 100 years. I try it always again. Nothing had changed in the future. Maybe in the past? Can the past changed itself? Or is there someone else? I have so many questions, haven’t I? We have always questions. Different questions. But we have never the correctly answers. Every question have more answers. This is true. I know it. And everybody know it too.
The day after, the things that happened, I went the streets alone, again and again. I didn’t know what would come else. But I know what I have to do this day and the day after tomorrow.
The things that I did in the past were bad, I know, but I didn’t know what would happen, when I change the things that I do. Something will be better, I think, when I changed the things in the past. I was wrong, the things became worse, and something became worst. The thing that became worst was my life. Yes of course, I know it before I do it. But as it happened, I wasn’t sad. I think a lot about the things that I’ve maybe made better, but I couldn’t do the things better. The time that I had, was too short, to made something better. Its look likes funny what I think in this moment. But I have nothing where about I could think else. And these are the things that make me sad, the loneliness and the empty in my heart. But, for things that I do you don’t need a heart. But, I’ve one.
I’m alone, in the world. In a world where my words can be change the past, but not the future. I tell me every seconds in my life, I’m alone, but if I would think about my feelings, I know that I feel now, really, at the moment, in this seconds, and tomorrow. Everything is wrong in my life, my past and maybe in my future too. I don’t know it. I don’t know nothing important things, things, that not only important for me. Empty in me, is strong and destroyed me inside my soul. But that is this soul really for me? Nothing or almost all? To thinking about this is not important now.
And now I must walk the streets again to my happiness. But, what is happiness actually for me? Is it just a feeling, or less as a feeling, or more? I don’t know it. And actually I don’t want to think about that. I think, I have t do something, but I don’t know that it could be. I’m a little confused at the moment. I think too much about feelings, problems and that I have to do. Where is this happiness I need? But I need it really? Or is it just an illusion?
So many things which make use different. If I would explain you these most things, you actually wouldn’t hear to me. You ask yourself why you wouldn’t hear to me. I answer your question. The answer is so easy. I wouldn’t speak clear to you, because I don’t know the things these make use different. Every person is more different as another person. The individual is important, say everybody. Why? Why they say it? Of course, they think it always. Everywhere human go and everywhere they stand, alone or together.
These things are important, but for what are these things important? For life, friendships or anymore? I don’t know. And to find it out I went to past, it was a mistake, but I saw it to o late. I lost all hopes. And now, I must look forward and do the things right, the things that have changed the future, the normally future. But this future can be the right one too. No! I must change the past again and again, until the future is right again. But I don’t know what I have to do, to do it right and correctly.
It looks like 100 years. I try it always again. Nothing had changed in the future. Maybe in the past? Can the past changed itself? Or is there someone else? I have so many questions, haven’t I? We have always questions. Different questions. But we have never the correctly answers. Every question have more answers. This is true. I know it. And everybody know it too.
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