Saturday, April 01, 2006
imperfect
perfection. a characteristic of the human anatomy.
can this hold true for me? no. no. no. i am but a drag.
why do i even try to be perfect?
to seek perfection in imperfection?
to integrate myself with those around me?
why do i try to make people like me, accept me?
why try? why try so hard?
just to fail. and fail yet again.
after reflecting on the past 2 weeks. what that has gone is term 2.
i have come to terms that friendship is superficial.
superficial.
skin-deep.
those whom u call friends. do you really know what they think of you?
a parasite, leeching from capabilities of others?
an enemy, to hate/abhor to blame?
a rival, to beat at all cost?
a bitch, who does bitchy things?
how many will regard you as a true friend.
how many will like you the way you are?
how many will understand the reason behind your actions?
Take a moment to think about this:
how many true friends do YOU have?
friends beyond competition, beyond all.
people you share a truly innocent relationship/friendship?
do you really know?
why try??? TERENCE, why try so hard???
just to fail. just to be abhorred. just to give people around you a sense of repulsion.
a quote from the thing in fantastic 4:
"do you have any idea what i would give to be invisible?"
indeed...WHAT would i give...what would i give to be invisible?
what would i give just to isolate myself?
what would i give to end this pain?
WHAT. WHAT. WHAT.
everything. including my life.
blogged @ Saturday, April 01, 2006