I don't understand. I don't understand. I don't understand.

The present isn't all that hard to face, actually, except that the new light it sheds on the past is sure as hell unsettling to me and damn it, I don't understand. I don't understand. I don't understand.

I am not hooked on what people have recently seemed to feel I am hooked on. It's absolutely unbelievable how certain people become of your actual thoughts when they do their fucking best to remain miles away. I am not hooked, I am free and this is probably the one thing I am sure of right now.

I don't understand. I don't understand. I don't understand.

Where have I been?