If it were easier to quit I'm sure I would have done it
a long time ago but there is something in me that makes that impossible.
I guess you can call it pride but that really doesn't explain
it, its more of a defiance, the same quality that prevents me from giving in is
the same thing that gets me into trouble in the first place.
An arrogance that believes that the
rules don't apply, not to me... I am the exception, I am forever
going to be the one that got away with it, the one that bullied his way through
and did it on his own terms. The fact that the "rules"
are consistently enforced and "life's" sentences are
constantly carried out never deters me from living under this veil of
superiority. How can the rules apply when we're not playing the same game?
"Clearly you are not special..." But my belief that I am
remains unshaken, the facts that are beginning to pile up to prove
otherwise don't mean anything, well at least not to me.
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