LIfe is about…
I’m afraid that it will take way who I’m proud to be. I’m afraid it will take away the gifts God gave me. I feel like its another way of telling me your not good enough and there’s something wrong with you so you have to take this to be normal and excepted like the way a good women should be. I feel like I’m not accepted for who I am. A circle trying to fit in a square hole. Being forced to be something I’m not made to be. What I enjoy is not made for adults. Its looked down pone. I’m angry at the society we live in. Your respected for something that has no value in the end…Money. Oh what a beautiful distraction. Money is so highly praised…. Why? Whatever happened to family first, working on a relationship to end. We could not be in a more disconnected society. We take medication to make us mechanical, to not deal with the problem. "It takes too much time and work…. things we don’t have!" Bla bla bla. We take medication to take away the emotion. We’re told to do the mans job and the women’s job. No wonder we have such a disconnected society. We are getting worse. Our parents generation got it wrong. We don’t need to separate from the way their parents did it before. The new way is not better. This generations is so confused of how to be real and what’s the truth, we didn’t like the way our parents did it because they turned away from tradition and now we are trying to go back.
Its an anger of no real appreciation of good writers and being praised for good music or good artist. You have worshipping of stupid lyrics and paid rip off songs. Talentless, shock value art. Where is the good stuff? Is this as good as it gets anymore? Why are we dumbing down our education of what life can really be! Will we ever get praised for people who actually accomplish meaningful things in life again? Or is it only for the next new invention…
ryn: the thought may have crossed my mind once or twice. Someone else would have to compile it though. I become rather critical of my work when I read it back. Your words were too kind. I thank you. =D
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