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People spend half their life’s pursuing personal goals and dreams. Every morning waking up to smell that breath of air and hope that when the clock hits midnight, they’ve achieved something. It’s understandable, it’s rational and heck it’s brilliant. It’s a good lifestyle and definitely a start to a healthy positive kind of life. Arguably that only half of those dreams or effort would actually succeed. This in truth actually means that there’s only half a reality whilst the other half still lingers in that individual’s mind. When people question if you could see the bigger picture? It’s natural to agree in haste, though in truth. It is just a speck of what truly lies shown.

I’m sorry, but perhaps being a pessimist doesn’t help much in this argument.

Sitting down and rationalizing each statement spoken by some has proved my theory very much true. That we build a dream everyday, though in truth only half of it would become reality. We are living lying sons of bitches who wake up every morning just to lie to ourselves. Enough of this lying, enough of all this insignificant trivial, which has totally no beneficiary.
There are times which I feel utter disgust at myself for being so blind, envious and stupid. All that for all the wrong reasons, why so? Because I wake up that very morning with too much hope and dreams that when reality hits me. I fall flat on the floor with my head in so deep that I’d be able to pull off as an ostrich all too brilliantly. I say, ‘what the fuck?’

What the fuck?

What the fuck does reality want with me?