I Wasted Too Much Time On Nothing
Born to be wasted
I feel I'm wasted on life in general. Wasted on jobs you can teach a monkey and not given the ones where I can excel. Nothing but grunt work, nothing that requires intelligence or even common sense and yet I perform these jobs better than most of my coworkers.
Wasted on people who will never care for me the way I do for them. People who only think about number one and never mind how their actions or rather the lack thereof affect those close to them. Wasted on women who will never give me a chance because of a few select flaws and they themselves are blind to the defects in their own personalities.
Wasted on my tolerance and patience for new people, biting my tongue and holding back arrogance, self importance, and selfishness in order to serve, protect, and befriend them. I feel underappreciated most everywhere I go. Overlooked, underestimated, and downright ignored. The source of my anger and frustration is just people in general. Too few of us are truly genuine and self sacrificing. Too few of us spend our days not just improving our own lives and but the lives around us. Too few see how changing one aspect in someones life can change and even improve our own livelihoods. While it is always best to believe in oneself, a little help from others can be a great blessing. I work on my flaws every day. And though it's a long and drawn out process I can honestly say I'm trying to be a better man. That's all any one individual can do. Wouldn't it be nice to be served for a change? To be on someones mind every day? To be that person's whole world? In the end that's all I ask for. I dont desire fame or even popularity. The whole world could be at my throat and I couldn't care less if only I had that one person I can truly depend on.
I feel I'm wasted on life in general. Wasted on jobs you can teach a monkey and not given the ones where I can excel. Nothing but grunt work, nothing that requires intelligence or even common sense and yet I perform these jobs better than most of my coworkers.
Wasted on people who will never care for me the way I do for them. People who only think about number one and never mind how their actions or rather the lack thereof affect those close to them. Wasted on women who will never give me a chance because of a few select flaws and they themselves are blind to the defects in their own personalities.
Wasted on my tolerance and patience for new people, biting my tongue and holding back arrogance, self importance, and selfishness in order to serve, protect, and befriend them. I feel underappreciated most everywhere I go. Overlooked, underestimated, and downright ignored. The source of my anger and frustration is just people in general. Too few of us are truly genuine and self sacrificing. Too few of us spend our days not just improving our own lives and but the lives around us. Too few see how changing one aspect in someones life can change and even improve our own livelihoods. While it is always best to believe in oneself, a little help from others can be a great blessing. I work on my flaws every day. And though it's a long and drawn out process I can honestly say I'm trying to be a better man. That's all any one individual can do. Wouldn't it be nice to be served for a change? To be on someones mind every day? To be that person's whole world? In the end that's all I ask for. I dont desire fame or even popularity. The whole world could be at my throat and I couldn't care less if only I had that one person I can truly depend on.
31-35, M
