Through the Years
People come and go in life. It's a neverending cycle. That's not just a literal statement, it's also a pretty damn good metaphor. I'm going to be discussing both here.
People as people change, they see things in their world that alters their perspective, and they change. As they age, they begin to understand what is around them more and they adapt to it.
Sometimes, you know someone for years, and you watch them change. You see every minute happenstance sculpt their being into what they are today. You know them, inside and out- you've been through things with them, you've grown with them.
But then, there are those few times, when you sit down and just have a talk, when you realise, huh, I never knew this. Sometimes, it's pleasant. Sometimes, it's pretty painful. Sometimes, you wish you'd have known just a little earlier before you got yourself so fucking deep, and then you realise, oh, fuck, it's too fucking late, and now I'm fucking stuck. Sonova fucking bitch. That's not quite a direct quote. Had to cut out some of the bad stuff.
People change is true, yes, but what if, what if we were to say they don't change at all, but they hide it really well? That deep down, they're really the same person- selfish, cruel, rude, you know, that type. But on the outside, they're a saint. They're the pinnacle of goodness. Everyone loves them, and life is good. And it goes on. Every now and then, a bit of the real face peeks out from behind the mask to see how things are going, and you think you see it, but it's gone so fast you think it's just a dream. You don't believe it. Then, when it finally has what it wants, it shows its true face. And you're pissed. Not like "FUUUCCKKKKK" pissed, more like, "Really? Way to be, way to be."
Like you've been lied to. Like every experience you've had with them is a lie.
But then, what can you do? You're bonded to them, or at least sentimentality says so. What are you supposed to do?
What the fuck are you supposed to do!? There's no escape! You're stuck!
Just a sec, I need a break.
People as people change, they see things in their world that alters their perspective, and they change. As they age, they begin to understand what is around them more and they adapt to it.
Sometimes, you know someone for years, and you watch them change. You see every minute happenstance sculpt their being into what they are today. You know them, inside and out- you've been through things with them, you've grown with them.
But then, there are those few times, when you sit down and just have a talk, when you realise, huh, I never knew this. Sometimes, it's pleasant. Sometimes, it's pretty painful. Sometimes, you wish you'd have known just a little earlier before you got yourself so fucking deep, and then you realise, oh, fuck, it's too fucking late, and now I'm fucking stuck. Sonova fucking bitch. That's not quite a direct quote. Had to cut out some of the bad stuff.
People change is true, yes, but what if, what if we were to say they don't change at all, but they hide it really well? That deep down, they're really the same person- selfish, cruel, rude, you know, that type. But on the outside, they're a saint. They're the pinnacle of goodness. Everyone loves them, and life is good. And it goes on. Every now and then, a bit of the real face peeks out from behind the mask to see how things are going, and you think you see it, but it's gone so fast you think it's just a dream. You don't believe it. Then, when it finally has what it wants, it shows its true face. And you're pissed. Not like "FUUUCCKKKKK" pissed, more like, "Really? Way to be, way to be."
Like you've been lied to. Like every experience you've had with them is a lie.
But then, what can you do? You're bonded to them, or at least sentimentality says so. What are you supposed to do?
What the fuck are you supposed to do!? There's no escape! You're stuck!
Just a sec, I need a break.