Though I'm not sure if a "fuck the world" philosophy is very healthy.
How might one gain more self-confidence? How do I just be "me" if I am not entirely certain what "me" consists of?
I do not want to go out there and mingle with these humans whom I both despise and need. I do not wish to be labeled, though I have not the resources to create my own identity.
Maybe freedom is lying in bed on a Christmas morning, and dreaming of elves instead of worrying about next month's bills.
Maybe life is a clear winter night's sky, Orion up above as ethereal music plays, and is not measured by wealth or power or "success" in the eyes of narrow minds all dressed up in business suits.
Maybe happiness can be found in the solace of one's mind and the sweet caress of a soul who understands your every musing, dream, fear, passion, inspiration, or idle fantasy.
Everyone else would seem content with a one-night stand. I long for a soulmate...
God give me the strength to endure the storm, that I may find my Angel in a sea of men.