It’s hard to put into words, or maybe not. But I look around me and see how almost everyone falls into the world we’ve created, this materialistic, superficial world, and I don’t think this is life. I think it’s all fake bullshyt we’ve created to make living more “enjoyable” and “pleasurable” I mean yes, I’ve partied, I love concerts, I like the luxury things of life at times, but I don’t think I’d die without it because even while doing and enjoying all those things, I still feel that there’s an emptiness in them.
Am I just cynical? I **** it because while trying to discuss things with people they’re so blind sighted to what’s really going on in the world, I just don’t think this is what life is really all about but the rest of the world just keeps going on with it because it’s easier to follow along with it all…
I’m rambling, sorry. Clarity?
For the people who think I lack passion, I don’t. I actually love life, I paint, write poetry, I love being alive and apart of the world, but the world I feel is the world.
and I don’t feel I’m better sadly, I do I guess feel I see things clearer than others, but I’m really big on equality and could never feel superior to anyone else, there’s nothing that makes me better.
Reba

