You know what I recently realised? This country is filled with sheep. Sheep and haters, can't forget the haters. I am a girl who likes to try any and everything when I know it isn't gonna kill me so through time such a habit has allowed me to hone my personality to the point that even if a person wants to mimic me, they can't.
But once in a while when I come out of my bubble and really take a look around, everyone looks the same. Talks the same, dresses the same, behaves the same. Hence receiving the name of 'sheep' from me. Society has become so brainless that thinking and feeling for themselves has become a chore. So everyone just follows the one person a mass group of people consider an icon or a trendsetter. But that does nothing but make you invisible, part of a massive tumor so that when it is time to remove it you go too.
I was never a out going person. I came out of my shell gradually throughout my years and I did so by finding the things that scream MERLENE and immersing myself in it, making it mine and mine alone so that even if someone else decides to try the same another would say, "Hmmm it only looks good on Merlene."
Creating the brand that is ME has taken a long time and I only perfected the formula because I was missing one key ingredient or in a way purposely leaving it out. And that key ingredient was a pinch, then a little then a lot of CRAZY.
Being conventional is like a dream to me. If I even try to do it I break out in a rash. I can't, I just can't.
So you who have always been that one sheep keeping step with the sheep herder in front of you, and you are getting that nagging feeling in you gut, that 'this mutherfucker is taking me somewhere' soughta feeling. You about to die or die adjacent. Everything about you is about to be erased and you are going to be used for whatever you were scheduled for that day and then thrown away because now, now you are IRRELEVANT.
All the other sheeps who were smart enough to think for themselves and found some really big bush to hide in while you played follow the sheep herder's ass are now contemplating what new thing to follow today.
If I was to be placed in that scenario I probably would have been the dog. Running crazy all over the place laughing my ass off at you all because everyday is basically the same thing yet none of you found it strange that Billy the Sheep who liked to stand by the gates making noise all day isn't here today because Sam the Herder shaved him clean and chopped him up into little pieces and sold him for the pounds.
So now I would recommend you go out into world and find yourself and maybe you wouldn't feel so empty after snickering and cracking jokes about something someone else did that was different and way ahead of your small minded thinking. Go on, take my warning to heart because MY WORD IS GOLD.
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