I don't feel ... like I belong

I am so tired...

I put my head on the desk and fall asleep in the palm of my hand.

I hear a warm voice, from far far away...

 

"Good morning, butterfly! How did you wake up today? Ahhh .. what a beautiful weather! A good cigarette ... and orange juice to start the day. Life is wonderful!"

 

And the voice continues in the same cold, distant tone:

 

"Every story ends one way or another. Nothing in this world is endless. Only we do not realize this, at least not in this moment. We all stop at some point, don't you see? People come and go once they have finished what they had to say or after they have given what they had to give... That's what happens, it's natural .. It's not easy at all, but it's natural."

 

It's natural.

Nothing is everlasting. If it was, it would be used for peace of mind, it would give meaning to the chaotic life.
Isn't that what you told me?
It's up to us not to lose this. Too bad that we erased the US today...