words are so weak.
it's rather uncanny how real life seems to have translated into things we learn in school. or rather how things in school have translated into real life.

it didn't seem probable because school and the dead textbook has always remained a different realm from whatever the living and breathing life is.
it's unnerving how there isn't a clear distinction anymore.

and how the more educated we are, the weaker we feel.
words don't seem to flow and words have no meaning anymore.
that's just what it is.
A BUNCH OF WORDS.

the golden silence has tarnished to grey
rusted into peeling words that fall away.