What have I
learned from humanity.
The Thought
Is my humanity
true humanity?
My existentialism
is in question.
I have
2 homes, yet I am homeless.
As long as
I see respect in me, I have respect.
Playing piano
is a calling.
I mean
what I said, I said what I mean.
How can I
earn respect? But, does it matter if I can or can't?
Do I
have any ability that is real? But, does it matter?
Telling the story of winning
is glorifying, but telling the story of losing is glorifying the glory.