Travel to a strange land.

Walked into this strange town, it was unwelcoming,
sky's a bitch and it's dark as hell but heck, who cares.

But it was nothing significant, really.
Just some false belief and distorted perception, perhaps.

Looked into the ceiling, for inspiration, anything, just to get by.
Perhaps something will come up if you stare hard enough.
Or the ceiling will crumble and bring you to another happy world.

Everybody walks past me, without noticing, without a care.

Always rushing, never knowing what to do.
Perhaps, them ignoring me is not such a bad thing.
So I began to look at life from where they never, perhaps never will.

Some of them pulls out stunts, hoping to get some love.
Or to earn a life, some money, maybe, just to get by.

Like painting themselves silly, posing motionless for hours on end, just to try to get something. All they probably need is one shot. And god ain't giving so they kept tryin'.

People come, people go.
Cruel as they were, they gave a stare, they walk away, and life goes on.

And sometimes they do get tired, settled down, sit down, for a drink or something.

Opps wrong photo.

Riding an (almost) empty train to somewhere, anywhere, perhaps nowhere at all.
In the ungodly hours a giant awakens.

And he's going to make a grand entry.
Maybe one day people will realize, he's not a loser, after all.

Note: My travel ain't that bad at all. Head to Robbin's for some happy shit. Would elaborate more on the next post, if it do come out at all.