My name is unimportant. The walls have ears and faces and skin that stretches beyond me into the big wide world to punch me in the gut from across the globe. And yet my body is stuck here. Ironic. I am located in a single cell of the hundreds around me. I suppose our governments aren't call a "bodies" for nothing, arms cannot strike out on their own even if they wished to. Humans like to make things perishable I've decided. People walk around with invisible use-by dates plastered to their foreheads, and yet act as though they will last forever. And no. Cosmetic surgery doesn't fool us. 735Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1DNpVwfIoT
Why are people full of contradictions trying to dictate what I should do and how I should act? 735Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQAjOrQIyqT
Why do we fight against religion by finding "proof" that belief in the unbelief is better? Why do we live in happy go lucky societies orientated on self.. and yet have ads on TV begging viewers to think beyond themselves? To help that child drinking dirty water, or forced into an arranged marriage at 12years old?735Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaW1ggrUl28
How are we going to equalize everyone by pretending we're all the same.. but somehow celebrate uniqueness?735Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXVRWwf02nS
I am a survivor of a confused western society scratching around in the darkness for how we should look and feel and be. I am within an organism where every wall threatens to be a screen, every video a scandal and every mirror scrambling around with how I want to be seen. It never knows what I want next. 735Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4iBjtmMrTM
I am a survivor because I do not look to myself for guidance, I do not look to the ever changing media lashing out at whoever happens to be the underdog of the time... in an 'equal' society.
I am part of a broken world built on contradictions, filled with people trying to act like gods with useby dates. 735Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEur8jWHRXd
I only hope to be a survivor, a light in the darkness. 735Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvtL8k9OUkh
What will the future hold for us if the last light wavers and dies? Who will light their candle and shine through with me? 735Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgjSin4Dfl2
I am waiting for you
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