Trying

Have you ever had that feeling where no matter how hard you try to do what you do best and yet you are treated as if you were some random stranger who offered to help for nothing then immediately is tossed aside someone of a higher caliber come along and sweeps you under the carpet as if you were a rug? That was a really long question but seriously, I can understand if this happens once or twice or every now and then, but whenever the world decides to gift you an opportunity to use your skills, it decides to slap you in the face and let the others get their glory. Maybe you just suck right, I can hear echoing through the long narrow hallway of the strangers' creed. Maybe I practice and I look to books and people for advice and I do it consistently!

Seriously! The world is always spouting nonsense like, "As long you keep trying and you will reach there," or, "The more effort you put in the better your results," so that we have no room to be ourselves, and have to choose to be like some role model, or eat something that celebrities eat, or wear something trendy just to have a chance to survive in this world. The world is tough people say, and it's true. There are suicides, mass bombings, terrorism, lies, and murders for a reason, and the reason is right here where the world started- Trying. The world tries to make you invest yourself, and do it until you manage to pull out a paycheck and be independent. But that in itself is the problem, because the fact is that only maybe a tenth of the total population will be able to do that, because of the mentality we were bestowed upon.

Keep trying they said, but it really can only apply to those have talents and only to those whose talents are immeasurably tall and unbound by scales of our lives. Us normal person given talents, we just are "supporting" characters; hopeless, yet we still cling to the hope that our God, who lays somewhere far away  unreachable gives a another chance, teasing us then sending us back to where we "belong", and laughing and laughing and laughing until the fat lady sings and sets us free, from him then to someone else. So what do we do? We look to those talents, we look to the world, trying to clinging to the hope of being able to try again. We who fail, copy, like a mime, the movements of those who got their chance and got through. We mimic their
movements so we don't look so miserable, because that all that people look that- our exterior.

No one would care or bother or mind if someday you and I pass on, because guess what we're side characters. And everytime we get the chance to use the stage, it's either snatched away or to bring another person up. No one bothers about the details, they want the directs, and anything more than that and boom, off goes his head like execution day. So what's the point for average people like us to challenge the rest of the world, when the world hardly gives us a bloody chance to speak our minds! We might as well just stick with status quo, and just let the strong lead the pack. Because after all,
         
        It's the survival of the fittest right?