

And so
i am a once was, bag outer of people who scrimmaged over every little detail of past events, asking the same repeated questions ending with the same, ‘why?’. I say, why do you people need to know the answer to everything. Sometimes there are things that just can’t be answered, they just are and maybe if we all continued to think hard enough we would find an answer but that would just keep us all caught up in the past and who wants to go back there?
But now, reformed.. i understand such a desire. I think that constantly searching for an answer is one of the most apparent symptoms of someone who is lost. Misguided ghost. I no longer believe in destiny, fate, fortune and so on. Everything things happens because of the decisions we do and don’t make, our paths our constantly changing and so i want an answer as to how we got here but i know you can’t provide me with that, looks like a bit of role reversal, i’m the questioner and your the anti- questionee, funny that isn’t it? How we all at manage at some point to do, to be those things we hate.
I’m convinced, those who say they don’t know why are just afraid to admit the true reasoning behind what they do. It’s okay, if i was you i’d be afraid to admit to myself why i did what i did.
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