Life seems so pointless as I reach my time to tackle responsibility, as if everything in this world was so f***ing perfect.. Why am I expected to be someone, to do more then I feel necessary. It doesn’t seem right in the grand scheme of thing considering every time things start looking up more s*** is thrown on my shoulders. What am i.. Just another pawn dropped on this earth to continue gods cycle of life. I’m stuck in this sick reality with nothing but my eyes and my imagination. I want more then that! I wanna see the things that I can only picture with my eyes closed I wanna break the wall of civilization that contains all these simple minded people who double knot there laces and develop carpal tunnel from the keyboard in they’re cubicle that they spent half there long bland lives slaving in.. If I can’t have it then I want nothing to do with this life.. I say all this now but at the end of the day I’m still just a pawn, and there is nothing I can do about it… I wanna be wrapped in cocoon and instead of emerging as a beautiful creature I want my world around me to change.