We Are Suffering.

When did we change, change together as a group, as a teenage society. Why the fuck did we change when we knew perfect well that we were going to be miserable in doing so, our parents are an example of that. Conform. Conform. Conform! They shove it down our throats like candy, and we listen because we don’t know any better because mommy and daddy are perfect and we want to be just like them. We act just like them and complain about them about everyone because we don’t like the way we have become. Why cant we stop?! Lets go back to the way it was! We need to stop and think for one second in our lives, actually think! Why aren’t we happy?! Why do we feel horrible? Maybe it has to do with how we became like this. We live and breath this living infection in the very place that we should feel safe and comfortable, school. We learn it from them and from each other. Why are we here if that’s all we are going to learn? Why do I have to do this math if I’m not going to learn it? I’m not good at it and hell if I’m going to be anything to do with it in life. I know what I want to be. Does that bug you that I know what I want to be and I will be happy doing it because you are unhappy and don’t know what you want to be, don’t know what to do in your life. Memorize, test, memorize, test it’s the same old thing and I haven’t learned one damn thing since I got here. Why am I here? Is there a point in my presence in this creativity draining box of noise? I’ve been here so long I don’t know how to cope any longer, how do they do it? I guess they didn’t. And yet I stay here afraid of what is out there because of what they told me, if I don’t do this I wont make it out there. “This is a necessity in living.” Now that I think of it I do know how they cope, they complain. Complain about you, me, that over there, themselves, nothing, everything. They pick apart peoples lives because it makes them feel good, but not for long. That doesn’t always work so they pick apart some more and some more until there is no life in existence. I don’t want this! I want to change it.

We need to heal this wound the body if suffering.