Why..

Why does nothing ever seem to work out for me? People seem so content with their everyday lives, so oblivious to the luck that they have. Why is it me that has to envy them? Why can’t, just for once, people envy me?
I’m so utterly sick of simply wanting, and never getting, dreaming, but never living. I just wish I could have what other people take so for granted. What’s overlooked by so many, but desired by so many more.
For once, I want to be appreciated, accepted.
But instead, I’m not.
At what point will we switch places? If at all..

Why don’t things just fall into place? Why doesn’t it work out for me? Why am I so different? Will I ever be good enough?
I’m sick of the endless questions and in turn, the non-existent answers..
I just want… things to work out… :’(

What defines us?

What defines us? What sets us aside from others?
In the scheme of things, do we really differ from the stereotypes we follow? The ones we rebel against? Who decides who we become? Us? No, we’re too insignificant to choose our futures, just a star hidden among the wider universe, behind the brighter stars, the bigger planets. Is it our friends? Our family? Do their influences make that much of a difference in comparison? Or is it larger than humans, then living, breathing life?
What defines us? What makes us who we are as human beings, as individuals? I feel like a strand of hair, just forgotten in the tangles being brushed, overlooked for my accomplishments, and seen only in my failures, when my flaws are brought to light.
What defines me?

Clarity and Calamity.

“Things go by too quickly. We’re so busy watching out for what’s just ahead of us that we don’t take the time to enjoy where we are. Days go by and we hardly notice them. Life becomes a blur. Often it takes some calamity to make us live in the present. Then suddenly we wake up and see all the mistakes we’ve made, but its too late to change anything.”

—	Calvin & Hobbes

The previously posted quote.. Things go by too quickly. We’re so busy watching out for whats just ahead of us that we dont take the time to enjoy where we are… Is one of the most influential quotes I have read, and strangely enough, it is from a book of cartoons about a boy and his imaginary friend.
It’s definitely true that it takes a moment of calamity (ca·lam·i·ty/kəˈlamitē/Noun
1. An event causing great and often sudden damage or distress; a disaster.
2. Disaster and distress.) to truly appreciate the lives we live, the people around us and the luxuries we overlook, as well as see our individual life as it really is, without misconceptions, or rose coloured glasses. It takes just a moment of clarity to clearly see our mistakes, and understand our regrets. Sadly, just as fast as these moments hit, they fade, and as this clarity fades to oblivion, we’re left searching, unseeing.

How do I look?

When I put on make-up, or dye my hair, am I trying to look better to others or to myself? Do I feel better when someone else says I look nice? Or when I think I look nice? I honestly believe its the latter, because no matter how your dressed, if you feel happy about how you look, how your dressed and how you’re seen, you tend to be happier in general.
What do you think?