
If i can really just go back in time
I’d forget about legends
I’d forget about changing history
Or going to great eras that i wished to be at
I’d run to my younger kid self
Standing at the side corner of the highway looking at the tiny blocks in the ground
I’d run and hug him and cry like fuck
I’d tell him he’s my hero and how much I’m grateful for having him
And that at the end of the day he’s the only one with me
He’ll know shit
He’d probably start asking some ass question
And He’ll know no idea of anything
And what i went through
Although
He would absolutely believe me
Because he believe in weird-out of the world-fast cuts-bizzare shit
He always thought that this life is just a long-lasting drama play made for him like the trueman show
And at the end everyone’s gonna go up and clap for him
I wanna tell him that there’s no one
There’s really no one
Not even him
All that ever existed is the blocks he looked at at the side of the road
The birds that flew in the playground while everyone’s looking at him
The carpet in the bedroom
And outside of these are just a man jumping in madmen’s own suffering
For trying to give things meaning
He’s my hero because he didn’t do anything
He didn’t try anything
He just enjoyed the world he didn’t know about
He just wanted friends to play with
He just wanted for atleast someone to stand up and clap
And tell him it’s a play
And how much he’ll just suffer just to reach that play again
You were right
You were the infinite and beyond
You were that sky i always wanted to fly at
And it was only you
Fuck everything that’s left in the world after you
Proud
Fuck anything