Implosion, phase1
Although I was raised to believe, I have certainly lost hope in my society when certain things are ignored and we all run around playing the activist, the humanitarian, the good Samaritan and all sorts of other shit. In my little life, I have grown hatred for so many things, but maybe I am just a confused 20something year old. On a Sunday evening I was watching a pre-Election Debate, where women from all the political parties came together to discuss something or the other. One woman made a good point, maybe we should all come together as political parties and work as a united force instead of constantly fighting each other. This really stuck out in my head, but then another woman quickly dismissed her and said that they are trying win the elections and not come together, it would defeat the purpose. The first thing that came to mind was: divide and conquer!
I really hate trying to prove myself as a woman each time, I am in anyone’s company. I hate knowing what things mean and why they are so relevant to me. I hate learning to unlearn my old habits and become something other than what I know. I don’t like to be seen as a particular person but as I am. I change a million times in a day, I think it’s okay.
Implosion, part 2
At times I feel like I am in the infamous corner at pre school. where I can’t talk be cause I am on time out. My class mates laugh at me and I cry buckets and buckets of tears. I know, it’s really sad but I am still that girl somewhere deep inside. Things are rapidly changing and I need to keep up.
Implosion, part 3
What is a story with out a lie.
why not lie?
see what happens,
see who believes,
to hell with the truth,
it has no use…
especially when you can use lies.
In any case,
the truth is over rated.
