Brainshambles

Because I make such a great doormat. Always have. Perhaps just a pretty doormat with a head full of great brains that will never get put to proper use. Unfortunate really, because I want to contribute. I feel I have so much to give.

I will likely never be good enough for the majority of people I must please.

This is a really horrible revelation, but it isn’t even a revelation. It’s just a reminder. I’ve known this all along. Sometimes I can fool myself, sometimes I actually overachieve and over-succeed to the point where I become just predictably boring.

I rarely spew raw feeling or emotion in this place anymore. I wish I could. But what would be the point.

I thought nothing could be worse than yesterday. Then I thought nothing could be worse than today. Now, it’s not even tomorrow…and I already know tomorrow holds no thrills. I guess this is the sort of sick game many of us choose to live in order to survive.

The end.