Tuesday, October 13, 2009

I’ve got another confession to make; I’m your fool.

I’ve got another confession to make
I’m your fool
Everyone’s got their chains to break

Holdin’ you

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In  a way, we're all fools to the world. If you think about it, no one really gets out alive.  So why must we strive so hard for perfection? Why do we worry ourselves into old age, about things we can't do a thing about?

Why do our souls seems so carefree, while our own thoughts and body, yearn for the future, when really...today is yesterdays future, and if you think about it...are you where you really wanted to be in the future?

Think back to when you were a little kid. 

Nothing was so simple, than those times. The worst thing that could happen...was scraping up your knee...or finding out your best friend couldn't play because they were sick.

Realistically, what did you think you were turn out to be...going off that little kid?   Honestly. Ask yourself that...and then..who are you today?

Are you proud of yourself? Is this everything you've ever wanted?

Is the person you're with, really all you've wanted, or even more?

It's not about, if you can live with that person...but rather, you can't live without them.

Where do you see yourself in five years? Can you see yourself, doing your dream...or atleast furthering what needs to be pushed forward, to achieve said dreams? 

Are you standing on the sidelines..or are you in the game?

Or are you waiting until the perfect moment, to put your plan into action, so everything works out, good or bad? 

Soul searching can do alot.  And it's not..as if I'm not happy. That's not it at all. I'm the happiest I've ever been.

I just wonder where I'm going to end up down the road. 

I want things to happen, the way I see them.

I want...to finish school, to be with who I'm with right now, for the rest of my life, and in the afterlife, if there is one. I want to see the world before I settle down. I want, to have two to three kids..I want...the life I've always dreamed of.I want the life he's always dreamed of too, cause our lives will forever intertwine.

This makes me all question....

Who am I really?

Am I defined by the dreams I have today?

Or rather by my past?

Or what I want in the future?

Or...is it sadly, all hearsay? 

In a way, I think it's a mix of all.

Hearsay, because that's other peoples thoughts on me,  past..because it's shapped me into who I am today, future, because that's what I'm striving towards.

 

It makes me wonder....who we all are.

Not just to ourselves, but each other.

Why are each others judgments..so...critical in a way? Some say they don't really matter, but at some point, someone's thoughts and take on you, will affect you, in some manner.

We are all humans. We all have DNA...we all have blood that rushes through our veins..hearts that pump...nerves..that feel. But...we all have something, something that makes us different. Something that makes us unique?

But. Are we really unique, if we're all different?

Oh, that is the question.

In my mind, I say yes. Because, no one is exactly alike. I mean, Look at twins. They're different, even if it's just personality wise.  If we were all the same...this world..would be so lackluster, and totally different. Uniqueness, is what makes, everyone beautiful in their own ways. 

I know who I am, but, I just feel in limbo right now.

Like...I'm questioning the world, not myself.

Odd way to put it, I suppose.

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OH

AND FOR THE RECORD!

Things change for a reason.

I don't think the womans place is still in the home, just to pop out babies, and cook the meals, to please the husband.

Yeah, we're women. We can do that. But we're also humans. We may not -always- be as strong as men, but we can find ways around it, We can find  a way to do almost the same things they can. And it rather gets under my skin, when some egotistical, self-declaring moron, bash females and what they can/can't do.

Besides. Comparing the issues men have, and the ones women have, aren't fair. We have different bodies..and different things to deal with. 

Yes, men have it hard, dealing with us, "instincts" and such. 

And yes, women have it hard as well, labor..periods and such.

But, we're totally different. 

You can't compare the two, because you can't -naturally- be both, and judge it fairly. And you can't have two people debate over the entire thing, because they're both biased, and though one side -may- win, that doesn't mean the point is completely valid. 




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