Distraction

(this is one of my older spittings)

This damn distraction that I’m in doesn’t help at all,
I mean, I can’t concentrate on anything while I’m concentrating on everything.
You say that’s paradox, man, you’re right,
but it is like it is.
All those ideas and images don’t put theirselves together and
while things turn out to be really interesting
people bore me to death.
This “Oh, I just ask you personal questions, but hey, don’t think that means I wanna be friends with you” is pissing me off.
I miss care and well, a little bit of love wouldn’t be bad at all.
Don’t you agree?
Wasn’t it: me, myself and I
and shouldn’t it be: me, you and maybe us instead?
Am I focusing too much on my misery of not ending lonelyness,
shouldn’t I be focusing on saving the planet or some other life-changing goal?
Questions leading to questions, but not to answers and that’s what you tell me to simply accept?
I can’t, I just cannot do that,

cause first I think, I should save myself before saving the world,no?