Hateful post because you Aren't.

{Found saved as a Draft on 2/13/13}

I'm thinking of how you aren't.
How you aren't the same person I knew
Who dreamed of the world and
knew he couldn't have it.
How you aren't the only one who cares,
or even someone who cares at all.
You aren't you, and I'm not me.
You aren't the narcissistic maniac who,
sometimes,
had a moment of sanity for me alone.
Instead the sanity is opened to an apathetic audience
who applauds your normality as you crowd-surf on their bias.
You're attempting individuality but only conforming to the norm
And I hate you for it.
I'm thinking about how you aren't.