The Last Son Of No One

Humanity, The mother of all captivities.

As a human there are some certain traits that come with the job. As a human you’re weak and vulnerable, you can’t always be positive even if you’re the best at it, you’ll eventually feel down, you’ll eventually lose and you’ll have and “feel” that bitterness of losing, you’ll have that envy for that guy who got promoted while you’re still stuck in your crappy job, which i might add its that one that one day you were wishing you could have, but now it crap. That feeling that you’re not good enough, that you’ll probably be turned down at that job interview or by that girl that you like so much but you’re too afraid to make a move because she might turn you down because you think that you’re not good enough for her, even though she might be waiting for the move, who knows, but you were too scared to take it. or maybe feeling that you are actually too good which can make you look too cocky, which will probably get you turned down also. sometimes you’ll feel the need to be alone, and need of a company. its not about the ability of getting back on your feet or not, its not about trying to put all these feelings aside and moving on, it’s not about all of that, its simply about the negativity that your “humanity” forces on you, the negativity that you don’t need, that you don’t want in your life, but whether you like it or not its there and you’ll feel it, it’s just like a prison that you’re locked in, a prison where its walls are made out of weaknesses and defects, no matter how good you are, how good you can be, how good you want to be..you’re human, you’re not that good.


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