not wanting to do what I want to do
not wanting the same things
an indifference toward myself
sarcastic remarks about the working class
not wanting security
wanting a life
not wanting material happiness
never a steady job
never a steady hand
always uncertain
always unclear
peering into the self
peering out again
thinking about everything
everything becomes nothing
I want nothing
no need for everything
anything will no longer do
no direction
no place to go
not wanting the place I used to want
not needing the people I used to need