I don’t understand anything about people anymore.
Why do people insist on living by what people hear about someone? Why can’t
they take the time to actually get to know them before they make automatic
assumptions about them? Why do people talk about other people that are supposed
to be their friends behind their backs? Why do we live in a world where nothing
makes sense unless you’ve became some crazy lunatic and just live life without
thinking. Why can’t people just take the time that we have, and get to know
someone for who they are, not for what they hear? I’ve heard so many things
about so many people, and I always try giving them a chance, but I never get
the same courtesy. Everyone judges, and throws lies and knives into my back and
expect to get away with everything. Nobody will take the time to look me in the
eye and try to see how I feel. Nobody cares about me, I’m just the kid that
sits in the corner and tries to hide from life, try to escape the fear of
living in such an insane and mortifying place.
Why
can’t people just for once reach out of their comfort zone to see how other
people feel? Why can’t we wear shoes of the other people and see how their
lives are without all the s**t we put them through. Why can’t we all just stand
together and try to make the best out of this painful and short life that we
live? Why waste time hating and destroying everyone else? It’s pointless. It
doesn’t make any sense. There is no such thing as being better than someone.
Everyone has these things about them that make them these super people, and
people try to bring you down because they know that, and they’d rather make
everyone think something awful about you instead of being intrigued in the
amazing things you can do. Like me, I’m here writing this, spilling out every
thought and every feeling, and some people might think that I’m a deranged and
psychotic teenager, but at the end of the day. I’m me, Jasper Henning.
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