In fairy tales, there are good guys and there are bad guys. The heroes come on white steeds with the wind blowing their hair and in all their great, shiny glory. The villians come with thunder and lightning and all manner of dark, black clouds. But this is real life. And life isn't a fairy tale kids. I'm sorry but the weather doesn't change according to your character. If you're a good person, doesn't mean the sun will shine for you. If you're a bad person, doesn't mean storm clouds will roll in and you'll be struck by god-sent lightning bolts (though some people would rightly deserve it) There are perfectly good people with many stormy days and some positively horrendous people with many a happy sun-shiney day. Bad things happen to good people, good things happen to bad people. That's just the way the world works. It's not fair. "Expecting the world to be fair to you because you're a good person is like expecting a bull not to charge at you because you're a vegetarian."
You know something else about real life? It isn't nicely split into black and white, good and bad. You see, I used to like to think that it was. So I'd try to fit everyone into those two little categories. But then you realise that you cannot classify people that way. We try to judge them and assign them these titles but how can you do that? Do you judge them by their words? Their actions? Their intentions?You can do the right thing for selfish reasons. You can do the wrong thing with good intentions. And sometimes, when people screw up and do bad things, doesn't mean they're bad people. Some times it means that they're just as confused as you are. Cause you know you've done some bad things in your life too and when it comes down to it, darling, we're all the same.
And the very worse thing about real life? Is finding out that your fairy tale heroes... are real life zeroes. When the show's over and the story ends, when the curtains close and the mask comes off - turns out that they were just playing a part, acting a role. It's hard, it really is hard, looking up to someone and then having your image of them destroyed, desecrated, by realising that they are more, if not as, human as yourself. To hold so steadfastly to a belief only to have it shattered in a single moment of clarity... You almost wish that you didn't think so hard, know so much so that you could just keep believing in dreams and happy places. But there you have it. Those are the facts. In real life you can't always separate people into good and bad, there are no heroes, no happy-ever-afters, no wishes upon a star. Dreams don't always come true and even if they do, they don't always stay true. I should know. Close the book, the fairy tales are over, the clock's struck midnight. Time to get back to reality Cinderella.
This week, I realised that I will never, ever understand other people and their intentions or actions. People are just waay to complex for me to comprehend, seriously! They should just be like me, I think I'm such a simple person. :D
Honestly though. Why do people act or feel the way they do? What is it in us that triggers our emotions? Why is it that, when angered, some people fight back, while others just keep quiet? Why is it that some of us are just so intent on winning little arguments all the time, while others just prefer to give everyone their way?
I don't know what to say anymore. Hence, I should just keep my mouth shut. Yeh, and hide away with all my little hermit crabs. Yeaah, who needs friends you have crabs and stars, right?
I think I've been having all these inner battles lately.
Running away never solves anything.
But people can't help the way they feel, right?
We're going down,
and you know that we're doomed.
My dear,
we're slow dancingin a burning room.
P.S. This has been your pre-trials crazy post. its just THE CARMEN'S actual studying for redemption kickass grades in random bursts of inspiration. Enjoy.
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