Something To Be

Written By A Real Person

Something To Be

When they expect you to pick a career

The Problem:

Totally flummoxed. They say there is room at the top. I have my doubts. They say: “A working class hero is something to be.” Well, if you want to be a hero, just follow me. — John Lennon

It is starting to feel, very much like I’m the only person here. It would be better, to have a hundred readers, that understand what I’m talking about; then to have a thousand readers, in zombie mode. It would have better results for me. That is for sure.

Doesn’t feel like people understand me. Maybe, I’m going to have to be okay with that? It is a jagged pill to have to swallow. I’m not sure, that I want to. However, trying to prove myself to other people; is driving me crazy. It really doesn’t feel like it is worth doing.

And, to be honest; I think they only do it, to hurt me. They couldn’t possible really be that stupid. One should never underestimate someone’s intelligence. However, I’m starting to have my doubts; if either they are ruthless, or just dumb? Maybe, both.

No one to talk with about anything. Feeling lost in some sea of dead ether. And the only person it seems to bother, is myself. Not sure, what to do about these things. They don’t really seem to care, or listen. And, I have reason to believe; that arguing with them, is pointless. It wouldn’t solve anything. Seems the only thing, that they want; is warm sacks of shit.

Wish that I was living my life. Maybe, the work comes first, and then getting to play at a later date. ?? Not sure about any of this. Seems, they don’t have anything really good in store for me; do they? They should let me know, and bring out the surprise. Want to see good results.

Tired of being alone like this. Makes me feel hated. Want better results than that. Really want much better results than that. We all have to be able to live, and exist. Really we should be doing more than just existing; because what would be the difference between a warm sack of poo, and just existing? Seems to really live; is one of the rarest things there is.

And, we have to start living better. Tired of the world like it is. Feeling like a stranger in this world, and I’m trying to make myself welcome here. However, I’m really not feeling it.