Thinking...

The mind is a weird thing isn't it?

That voice that everybody has. That voice that tells you what to do. The voice that you argue with when you aren't sure of something.

When you're laying alone in bed, the voice can be the only thing to keep you company. It can either reassure you that everything is going to be alright. 

Or it's that voice that drives you insane. It questions what you are doing with your life. It questions the ways of this fucked up world. 

Laying awake in bed, staring at the ceiling. Even if you aren't talking out loud, you're having a conversation with yourself. Asking why. 

Why can't life be simpler? It always seemed so easy growing up. Always wanting to be older so you can do cool stuff like driving a car, riding a motorbike and going out for a drink. 

You leave school, get thrown into this swirling shit hole called life. You have to find a job, yet it never pays enough. Everything is so fucking expensive! You don't go out because you can't afford it. Yet you find enough money to have a few drinks at home. Alone.

Remember you always wanted to drink before you were 18? Most teenagers find their ways to get hold of alcohol at about 15/16, sitting in the park or by the river with your mates. Probably the only time where drinking can be considered sociable, when you aren't meant to be doing it. 

Now drinking is becoming a problem. It's that get away from the voice in your head that won't shut up. Alcohol starts becoming addictive, it becomes a release from life. 
That's when it starts becoming dangerous. That's when people become statistics. 

People use it as a get away because they can't get the help they need. They're driven insane by the high strung society that doesn't allow mental health, because they 'just need to get out more'. They should be able to get help, but because they're only in danger of themselves, it gets left. 

Life is demanding too much from people. Surely that can be seen? Right? 

You leave school with no preparation on how to live life. You leave with 10 GCSEs and 2 A-Levels. Worth jack shit. They don't teach you how to look after yourself. Once people have gone to University, they're out in the big wide world at 21 and can't look after themselves. Never needed a real job.

It all all leads to this. Not sure about the world.

Everybody is out to screw you. 

What the fuck are we doing? 

Nobody knows. 





 

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