Empty Talk

Sometimes it fails to explain itself to me

Why did things go end up this way

Some people always took the trouble

And catch me as I stop myself to say

You never knew how I felt about this

Probably didn't bother too

Somehow think I deserve her

But why can't nothing else just do?

That's just not cool.

If things were a bit different

If I could go change back in time

If you would know about the truth then maybe

You could be just mine

If maybe I were more accomplished

If I had made that choice

If I were someone to look up to

I'd be conversing to your voice
Just empty talk

Talking into space

Empty talk

Doesn't matter, still regrets remain

Society. Chai.

I don't know if this comes off as rude or condescending, but its something I lose patience with from time to time.

Everyday life involves a whole bunch of people interacting with you. Regardless of how many count as friends, enemies, trustworthy, irritatingly sweet or chatty, indifferent, inhuman or plain bastards, their interaction and interference in life is unevitable. No matter what may be our preference, we are subjected to this occasional burden of small-talk and general 'polite behaviour and niceness.'

Then it comes to the point when you get sick of it :/

Truth is we're pretending. We're not interested if you dropped out of college to be a model. We're not interested how your mama runs a business in Powai or interested in hearing about the girlfriend you made in Nepal over a bet with a friend. Truth is we all love some time alone, and I don't like those five minutes I get being polluted with irrelevant bullshit while I could be listening to Lynard Skynard or Strapping Young Lad.

But we will pretend. Because we're arm twisted into it and have no choice. Get your masks. Practice those fake smiles. Nod incessantly and wonder when the fuck are they going to shut up. Because as of lately, meaningful conversation has been lost somewhere. And it has been replaced by bogus social convention. This is not a cliched Ayn Rand ideological-fanboy antic, just a frustration we often tend to overlook or ignore and I got fed up about it.

And you were saying?