Imitation life...
Mood: Void. Music: Gorillaz - Last living souls.
- For as long as I can remember, i've always been the kind of person that people are easily impressed by. I rarely fail when I set my mind to something. I offen succeed with little effort. Suprising the masses has never been a challenge, and changing the opinion of even the most stubborn has been child's play. - I don't say this in a bragging way, far from it. I always try to push myself to the sidelines of life, I enjoy watching life unfold. But it seems the more I try to sepperate myself, the closer people get. Each one taking another peice of me, dragging me in all directions until i'm spread so thin, I can't even remember who I am anymore. And that's exactly when I stopped to look at myself... - I took a long, hard look and saw a grim truth beneath my "unique" life. Everything i've ever wanted, every goal i've ever stode for, every grand feat i've tried to accomplish has been nothing more than... an imitation. All of my time spent watching life unfold, i've become very good at learning how to mimic anything I wish to a near exact, or better than the original. But so little of the ideas or behaviors were mine. And now... I don't even know who I am anymore. - I don't like that sinking, hollow feeling. Not a bit. So, naturally, I want to change it. But... how do you start to find who you are? I know i'll come across a good many dark, cold things looking into the deapths of myself, but... how do I find that first look? Alone, for that matter...
Hodaiga · Fri Sep 09, 2005 @ 04:18am · 0 Comments |