Where Are We Going?

Hello. I don’t know how we ended up here. It seems like the routine was set before, but now it seems we’ve gone off course. The road before was very murky and unpleasant. It was familiar though. Familiar in the sense that nothing was surprising. It was painful, but a familiar type of painful. This new pain is different though. What is it exactly? Why is it the it is? It’s really hard to look at. we tend to turn away when it happens. It just doesn’t seem like something we should be looking at. The kid had a similar experience. Was torn up when he found out. His reaction was rather different though. He seemed more expressive with his pain. We simply run when it happened. Ran and ran and ran and ran. Looking at it from above seems to make it seem really small. Like ants. This one was different, but had the same sort of ending to it. Why is that? It’s rather strange. To be concerned about it. Is anyone listening? Will anyone care to listen? This road seems like its going to be more painful. Maybe we don’t care anymore. Maybe that girl was right. More of the medicine will push me to it. She seemed concerned though. We looked forward to it, but she seemed concerned. We as in three. Three as in we. Thanks for listening, if anyone is.