Thursday, August 19, 2010

no picket fence for me

all the time i get told i'm too pessimistic, that i need to look at the bright side. but let me clue you in to what i really am....you know, i wasn't born at the bottom, but i quickly fell there when my parents divorced...which was when i was two or three. so you can almost say i was born there. and i've always been there. i mean yeah, some times have been better than others, but ultimately i am a shit out of luck sorry piece of shit. someone who if something happens, i'm fucked. if i get sick, well i'm fucked. something gets broken or stolen, i'm fucked. because sadly healthcare is an extraneous expense that i just don't have the budget for, as are repairs and replacements for possessions. even if those possessions are deemed 'essential' my most of modern society. and in america, they sell this dream that if you work hard you can achieve anything you want. but i'm not fucking buying. i know better...and its sad, because everyone around me (besides a few in my shoes) is telling me how wrong and cynical i'm being. but really, they're the fools who have bought into the bullshit propaganda. i don't want to go into a tirade of how the rich conspire to keep the poor down, but i know with every part of me that i will never get that american dream (aka lie). because its a fucking dream. dreams aren't real. so i'm poor and fucked, and unless some rich prince or some kind of miracle comes and rescues me from that situation, i will always be that way. i'm not a cynic. i'm not a pessimist. i can just see through all of the bullshit. so fuck off.

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