What am I supposed to do?

 

I can no longer tell if I misunderstand this world, or if this world misunderstands me.

 

I think and I calculate, 

 

I try to sort things out gently. 

 

But there's always something. Always something that wants to block my path and not work with me

 

in a mutual sense.

 

Apparently there's no such thing as questionable, 

 

There's no such thing as talking it out, solving it,

 

Just following bullshit rules derived from lies that are supposed to keep us blind.

 

And that is not freedom.

 

That is not life.

 

It's all just misunderstanding and hatred for certain events. 

 

I don't know what to do with this world.