Thoughtful Ramblings

How do you survive in a world that favors the rich and famous?

I am tired of just surviving, instead of living.

How are you meant to become the person you hope to be, when you have all ready been set up to fail?

For some life is a paradise, perfect and beautiful, for most its a prison sentence, mental torture, and at the end they rejoice in the dark they slip into.

I don't belong in this world. I have nothing to offer it, nothing to offer anyone and it has nothing to offer me.

In my dreams i am a fantasist, i am what i want to be, i am free. In reality i am nothing, i will never be anything.

I'm tired, i'm so tired, my will has escaped me, my dreams have eluded me, i have nothing left but the tears that slip free from the shell of my body.