Sometimes, in Life, I feel my purpose is unknown. Many people think that, however. I feel I am on top of the words at some moments. And then sometimes where I'd rather be 6 feet underground then walking among my own species. The humiliation of gossip and appeal can be staggeringly painful, and can leave one in almost unforgetable agony.
"Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me." This statement is false. Infact, what starts Wars could be words. The Zimmermann Telegram, sent from Germany to Mexico, was just a set of words. Yet it started much bloodshed.
I see we humans normally divide eachother into groups. The Nerds, or people who normally game and know quite alot of information, or people who are just weird. The Jocks, normally men who play alot of sports and the more attractive, more popular girls go after them. Although they lack brain power, their fists could persuade one faster then a free visit to the White House.
We should stop this immediatly. Why should ee group eachother? We are of the same species. Brothers and sisters, we were born from the same mother and father! That person you were picking on might be your greatgreatgreatgreatgreatgreatgreatgreatgreatgreat cousin. I know, World Peace is impossible, but trying never hurt anyone.
Back to buisness.
If you feel you don't know your purpose in Life yet, just wait.
I'm sure you have one.
Live your Life, for Time goes ever so fast. ~Phazon