I don't seem to write anything worthwhile anymore. Or even draw anything worthwhile, really. Not that either matters, I suppose. Most of what I blab on about is moreso entertaining than thought provoking, and I don't know if that's good or bad.
I don't feel like I will ever leave a 'mark' on anything. Of course, that's not true. As per the nature of my being, I keep myself rather 'low key' (lol) as I don't want all that attention and bustle around me that comes with having, say, 'lots of friends'. Or being amazing at well, anything. At the same time, I really really want to be 'good'. But I feel like I'm running out of time.
On top of that, what is my drive? I mean.. really? I want to do this and that but. I don't know if I have a drive like everyone else. And that's not to say that I feel lazy. Everyone always tells me I'm far too hard on myself, while I don't think I'm hard enough. I don't actually feel like I'm struggling right now, but it /seems/ to always be a struggle to stay on the path I think will lead me to success. "Success". I'm.. not even sure if that's the right word.
I have a goal, and I want it. But for some reason, something keeps feeling like I'm going to be edged off that path. Maybe it's due to never getting what I need to do what I want, or the fact that I... am so much worse than everyone else. I dunno.
I enjoy these things so much, yet it almost doesn't seem possible. I sort of hate to say that. But I see people who excel soo much in the things I would like to do, and I really don't know how I can ever compare. I know, gotta work at it. There's always going to be someone better. I really don't want to give up until something makes me.
Gods, that's always how I am, isn't it?
... Muh.
In other news... there's something I'm gonna give up on before it's really 'started'. As bad as this is, I sorta know how this road goes. I really do not favor the idea of going down it again. It gave me inspiration, and hope, but it was so... misguided. So idealized. So completely wrong.
It's one of those 'I don't wanna get hurt so I'm not gonna bother' kind of things, but more like 'I don't wanna waste my time.' I never really got hurt before. .. But I don't need that sort of strange, pointless distraction.
I've always been, and always will be, so far out of that league. Soooo far. People keep nudging me in that direction, but I really don't think they see that. Haaaah. I am like. Horrible. Terrible with people to a ridiculous degree. I mean.. come now, I've been here for quite a few years now, and only /now/ am I /starting/ to feel like I really might have some friends.
Friends I never really hang out with. And barely talk to. Cause I'm too damn. dfjkgbsh ugh.
It'll be my last year, and things will really take off. Watch. That's how it works with me. I'm so damn slow at life, so slow to get close to anyone.
I really am one of those 'faceless people', and I know they say 'don't be that way cause the ones who stand out are successful'. I mean, fuck. Look at him. He stands out in all the ways. I'm sure he'll rock at whatever he wants to do, as well as be able to have whatever he wants to have.
I don't really stand out. People recognize my face, cause it's weird, but other than that, I mean.. I really don't have anything going for me. And the sad thing is, while I wish there WAS something going for me, I mean hell. Quite a bit. .. I just. It's not me.
I've always been kinda quiet. Kinda observatory. That thing in the background that only speaks up when my beliefs are challenged, or I feel I must to keep things going. I don't really feel like anyone needs me for anything, and I know that's not true, but. I feel more like a 'stepping stone' to others than something that's really 'participating'. At least.. other than for myself.
No idea if that makes sense. But eh.
I guess it really doesn't matter how 'good' I am as long as I enjoy my life. I mean really? What is there beyond that? What I do isn't going to be like, idk, representing the gods or anything. They'd pick someone much better than me for that.
I'm always first among the outcasts and second best at everything else.
Pretty damn average at... everything ever. At least in the context of everything ever. To someone who can't draw, I might be pretty good, but in the realm of drawing, I'm not. To someone who can't fight, I might know a lot, but in the realm of fighting, I can definitely be beat.
Hnnnngh. Why do people think I'm at all interesting? That's what I really don't understand. I.. don't know many people, but those I do know think I am somehow strange. That I don't think like most others. I.. wish I knew just /what/ it was that was so 'special' about me, and maybe I could push myself in that direction. Because I think I'm kind of the most blase, boring piece of crap that ever crapped around. Not really in a self-hating way. Just.
Mm.
Well, fuck it. I shouldn't like someone if I barely know them anyway, and the bases of that 'shouldn't' comes from my own standards. I mean, really? It's pointless. Course, going and being able to know them would be nice, but. ... I don't see that happening. I guess it could if I really tried, but that seems so forced, and for me, it really would be. I know no one's just going to 'come to me'. Everyone ever seems to timidshit for that, and the ones that aren't... well, they've already got the world at their disposal. Why they would even come to me in the first place is absurd, but must be more of a 'this looks interesting, why not?' kind of thing. Or... maybe they were, in fact, interested once upon a time, and I was just too slow to really.. pick up on it.
Well, whatever. I'm sure I'm a lost, forgotten cause either way.
So fuck it. I don't know why I even started considering it in the first place. People need to stop telling me this shit, cause it gets my hopes up for something andnsdhfdshjgf don't even need that right now.
I'll just. Be a derp in my lonerfag corner.
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