Mad World

As my world wildly spins out of control, I look around and i see george bush drilling for oil overtime in alaskas wilderness, i see girls trying so desperately to look good just so some frat guy can stick it to her, i see guys eating salads for lunch, wearing shirts that look like blouses, reading cosmo, gelling their hair and buying perfume (cologne), i see people pining over a leader of their religion and cheering just cause he could breathe on his own, i see womens basketball, i see 10 people wearing the same shirt with a "witty" saying on it and each one thinking that they are so very clever for wearing it, i see people buying pnats for $100 bucks after it looks like it came from the back of a paint truck instead of actually wearing it in and getting your own stains, i turn on the radio sation and i hear the same stupid song on three stations playing almost simultaneously, i see people drinking their worries away, trying to show eveyone that they can party the hardest and nothing others them, i see people watch napoleon dynamite over and over again because they are not cultured enough to realize that there are tons of independant films just as funny or funnier than that, i see people always waiting for whats to come and never enjoying it when it gets here because they are already looking ahead again, i see the great people of the time before me aging and i cant stop it, i am scared of death and im not afraid to admit it while others try to find the correct verse in their book of religion that tells them what to think when they feel something, i foresee that people will misinterpret my rant for me believeing that people are not as good as me, and that is incorrect because i know i have major character flaws and there are an infinate amount of people who have one or more characteristics that are better than mine, i think about people who dream too much and never achieve, and i think about the people who always do and never dream, i think about my future and how clouded it is and i think about how i feel that sometimes i have no one to turn to and that i feel the walls are closing in, i think about all the people who feel the same way, and all the people who pretend that they dont have these feelings, i think about if people will miss me when im gone, and i think of the people that are gone, i see people wasting away in front of their computer and their tv, and i see people whose dreams are shattered by and injury or a setback, i see and think and hear and believe a lot of things, and when i do this i feel sad. because we live in a world of shit.