who trusts who?

i  don’t believe in love and i  don’t  like to  be there when it happens. i’m jelous when  i  see people in loved, but i know that they  know something that i  don’t. today  each  part  of myself has it’s own thought. today- i  am decided to buy  myself  an  airplane, and to go wherever i  feel  secure.sometimes, somehere, someday, people will know that  their wish  is everthing, because i  will tell  them that  inside my  airplane there is a  big  box with  many  hopes.and wishes.and goals that  have to  be accomplished.i’m still here, but i  cannot see  my  airplane.i see the clouds, and the sky, and the  rain.i see myself above, with my mind, inside myself.and i  miss  true happiness. today- men have to admit  being too far  from reality, all making the same thing, in the same moment, but in different places.i  don’t believe in trust  and i  don’t like to  be there when it  unfolds.i’m jelous when  i  see  people  trusting each  other, because they  don’t  realize they  know something that  i don’t…