About

I know it's late cuz no one is on and it makes me sad and lonley but then again, I guess I am destined to fight my battles alone, such is the fate of one born on lonely isle. I thought I could change fate and defy it, but I cant, I live and die alone every time. No matter how hard I try I will never become one of them. They stay with each other in thier little groups and i am left alone,the boy without a group. They look happy with each other, but I know their not, I know that underneath it all they will never be happy in a world of fakes and phonies. As long as they have to pretend they will never find happiness. Not with me and certainly not with each other. The only true way for them to find happiness is if society didnt require perfection. In a world of perfection no happines can be found,or they are not perfect, they are by far the most horrid, repulsive and mean creatures on earth. I can never be happy with or without them. I told myself that I would never do what they do, but the pressures of society can be overwhelming, I could only take so much abuse and rejection from them. I eventually gave in and now every morning as I don my clothes for school, I don my other clothes, the ones inside. They protect and disguise me in this world of fakes and phonies. I walk amongst them with my internal shields and they never notice my pain and suffering as they too suffer within their permanent shields. Those shields welded to thier hearts that cannot be removed. No matter how hard they try, they will never find true happiness. Neither will I, I cant as long as I am still the boy without a group, in this world of fakes and phonies.