Rocket Boy

As if i didn't feel inadequate before. My self-concept is at a new low. Laying on my floor surrounded by maps wishing I was anywhere but here. I'm trying to measure my worth but I cant decide if its in inches or tablespoons. Tangles can only be perceived intellectually, making the origin of human knowledge about triangles impossible to trace. Triangles are not real but the idea of them is understood. The way i feel right now, its not real because even though I think I can trace it I cant and i definitely don't understand. I knew better to believe in a world of appearance when its all layed out in forms and ideas. I jumped in over my head and really thought that it might of been mutual. Pathetic is the only word I can find to describe myself. I really need a new hobby.