As I grow older and
smarter, I realize how reali life works. It isn't like my
mommy and daddy once promised. It isn't fun and
games.
It's our living hell.
And as we grow older we will realize it more. Personally, it
was hard to find any reality with life when people are constantly
lying, and we have to be put on pills to be semi- sane.
As if we should care what people think, if only we could somehow be
who we set out to be. We try to be this vision of perfection.
We think we know how perfection looks, and acts.
We don't notice how perfect we already are. Society came,
told us what's good and what's not. And we accepted it.
Instead of telling society they're wrong, we gave in.
Society made this disasterous thing we call our way of
living.
Harming yourself or others to be perfect is not perfect.
Because all we ever tried to be, is already what we are.
Perfect.