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Never been that good at expressing how I really feel. Everytime I try to get something out, I usually screw it up. I'm not that fond of suicides, but I think that if there is a choice to either die slow and painfully or fast and by your own hand, it should be suicide. It never really amounts to anything in the end. You're dead, and your family and friends will miss you, and your body will be tossed with thousands of others to rot in woodden decomposition controllers. Or, you'll be burned and your ashes held in a little jar over your Family's mantle until a little kid accidentally knocks your remains over onto the carpet, in which you'll be sucked up with a vaccum and end up in the trash.
Never that fond of the glorious deaths the veterans talk about, where they want to die on the battle field, fighting for the glorious causes. Wake up. The corpses on the battlefields die fighting yes, but was it really worth it? I can understand self defense, and wanting to change a nation to think for itself, but trying to control other nations and interfearing in their own personal wars? Is that really nessessary? I am not a patriot, saying let's kick the terrorrists' asses, nor am I a peacemaker, saying that everything has a compromise. I am not a greenpeace person, nor am I with the warcravers. I am me, somewhere in between. I cry when people die, wether their on our side of the war or the opposition. I scream with rage when idiots bomb innocent people to spawn a reaction that fits their needs. I hate governments that decide that every person is equal, and forces you to accept the fact.
Every person has equal standing, but not everyone has the same equal footing. I watched as the NCLBA makes true geniuses work along side people who need special help in the academics value. I've watched as people kill eachother for money, and sadistic pleasure. I look at my country, and cry at what the more simpler nations want to look like. Why have freedom, if this is the result? Why have laws, if people are just going to break them? Why have choices, if people just make the wrong ones? Why have anything to do with life, if death is the only thing that comes of it? I am not suicidal, nor am I a life clinger. I exist as long as I am permitted to on this earth, for however long that is.
 SaigaDaichi · Wed Jul 27, 2005 @ 05:51pm · 0 Comments |
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