Untrust us.

Wake me up when I care.

I’d rather not be shown.

I’d rather be left alone.

I’d rather learn on my own. 

“Pity, pity, posh”, says the boy who says he cares.
“Happiness will come”, says mother, “Come prepared”.
“Time will heal all wounds”, but time has passed.
“Do your will with freedom”, how? Freedom never lasts.

Nothing is definite. Everything is nothing.

Time is time is time.