The Word Cloud

One thing that takes my notice a lot at the moment is a inherent falsehood, we're playing a game of lies when it comes to how we present ourselves--no matter what it is, we're hiding ourselve (our true selves) away from everyone. Disappointing that it seem everywhere want a idiotic prick who smiles and doesn't bring in their own feelings--writing a personal statement seems to be part of the smiley face game "make it postive and that you're someone you're not" are the words I keep playing around with. You can't put down what you want without it bringing about your true colours--I became disillusioned last week and thought "fuck it all!" I let myself take the road of personal hell for a sense of being and I enjoyed it.

You only get one life and it doesn't seem fair to live from behind a vail of falsehood--"no more!" I cried in a moment of complete clarity, a sense of laughter that seemed almost missing for a long while--one life and I'm not going to be wearing some smiley face to employers who only want people who don't question, universities that want students who make them look good against a chaos bringer, to people who only see a facade of someone else I took a certain sense of disappointment towards. I'm not going to be a smiley face in a crowd an ocean of smiley faces--that isn't what life is about.

Life is about taking hold of the future and leading a life that isn't filled with idiotic people who force ideas onto you--ideas must be our own to have any sense of meaning.

I wear the smiley face of a bloodstreaked laughing truth: no lie, no masks. Just someone who's going to let themselves take a firmer hold of life.