Thursday, 28 August 2008

an angel picked me out.

Do u feel sometimes, the more u grow up the scarier the world becomes? Like, u no longer see others the same way? Friends become classmates, classmates become peopole, people become part of the populace of this huge cosmic joke? You know, Im starting to fear the world, the world and its huge web, the intermeshing vines that hold us together. Sounds so endearing, makes u happy to noe that ur part of everyone, everything. Right? Wrong. this sick web just holds us in, it holds as all in. How we shove and push, how we fight for room in this suffocating world is our problem. All eyes are on everyone, no one flies under. You'ld be lucky to find a corner and hide for the rest of time, let alone fight for ur place in the world. Slowly but surely I find myself withdrawing from this cold, cold reality.

Im so disappointed with it. It used to be so colourful, a plethora of curiosity and wonders, most importantly, innocence. I guess that's what they call growing up; the time it takes to finally realise that the world we live in is actually an ugly, ugly place. But i guess, Im living, Im living for... What am i living for..? Lol..