Being single

single

Are we sometimes too picky? Or we really don’t know what we’re worth?

Are your expectations too high? Or you’ve lowered them too much?

Leila couldn’t figure out how come, for the first time in her life she couldn’t talk to someone. She could not have a full conversation with N. He would simply reply, yes, no, mmm, aha, yah…

Her outgoing personality never met someone she could not communicate with… And it was the beginning of their relationship, when at least you would hear nice, cheesy, loving words… Nothing… like he was made of stone, or… probably dead… She would often face the living dead world… Where people don’t show emotions, diligently working like robots, waking up, working, eating, going to sleep… Was she different? Is that all that’s left in life?

Does it all depend on education, upbringing or is it something we learn when we ‘grow up’?

People have their own problems, their own worries, of course… job, family, existence and survival… How would you pay your bills? How to find a job where you feel happy, respected, motivated enough? How to find the means to live and have a decent, safe life? All these worries… and when you’re next to someone… nothing to say…

Are we all just being brain and heart washed? Does nobody feel anything anymore, do we really have nothing left to say, not even to the ones we love?

How could Leila find her half? And… what should the standards be? Is really a normal, loving person so difficult to find? Is there nobody left with feelings and is there no hope left to be able to communicate, dream, talk to someone? What is there left?

The words of Mannequin played softly in her mind:

There’s nothing left inside your world…It’s dying
Just close your eyes…Eternity is just another game
You’re just another clone…So shed your skin now
Nothing last forever…Just let it slip away
It doesn’t have to be forever
It doesn’t have to be forever
You’re just another faithless mannequin
You’re just another fallen star
You’re just to blind to see, you hate what you can never be
And now you’re hollow…Just like me
There’s nothing left inside yourself… It’s dying
You’re just an empty shell of lifeless skin and bone
You’re just another drone…A synthetic messiah
Nothing last forever…Just let it slip away
It doesn’t have to be forever
It doesn’t have to be forever
You don’t want to be human…Anymore than me
You’re just another faithless mannequin
You’re just another fallen star
You’re just to blind to see, you hate what you can never be
And now you’re hollow…Just like me

Lyrics from Mannequin, Album Animatronic, Band The Kovenant

 

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