Whilst in Sydney in 1994, a man apparently tries to assassinate Prince Charles. And not a single fuck was given by His Royal Highness.
THEY’RE ALL JUST STARING AND JUDGING
"How rude…this bodyguard just shoved me!"
I want to be this rich and indifferent one day
-extended middle finger-
how do you find,
what it is you supposed to have found.
how do you know,
when you have found it.
what if it was,
what you just had.
what if it is that,
what was just set free.
or have thrown away,
because of fear.
we want to be fought for,
we want to fight for.
what is ours,
what was ours.
but when we let go,
we find that.
maybe it was for the better,
not because we found it out ourselves.
but because it was pointed out,
that’s when the light turns on.
that’s when it all comes clear,
you were never meant for that.
so we turn to the world,
we turn our fist to it.
extending that middle finger and shout,
this was not meant for me,
this was not how it was supposed to be.
we thrash our extended finger around,
till we can’t anymore.
fuck you for what was done,
fuck you for what is not.
i will never know,
what it was i should have known.
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