AMirthlessLaugh

It's the little things that get to me, you know? Like when a particular ego bursts through a crowd just for the attention or when a seemingly well intended smile instantaneously erupts into cackles that can cut like a white hot blade. How does it taste to feel the rush of a thousand pairs of eyes shoot towards you in unison? Explosive? Bitter? I guess it depends on the perspective. Perhaps this superiority complex has been acquired through years of duplication and reenactment, but even then... who was the detonator? What genius decided this was a necessary clique? I certainly have my theories; none of which are useful in elaborating, however. Either way the whole get up is ridiculous.

It's astonishing to look at statistics and venture unknowingly into the minds of some of the culprits that have righted their wrongs. In doing so, a simple question comes to mind. Why? Well that's the question, is it not? Or is that the question? It can go on and on; lacking direction and seemingly whirling out of control. Much like a rather large ego. No one will stop it. It is admired in such a useless way.

It's all useless. Empowerment and ego, cliques and anything else of the sort. Take it away and guess what you have.

A life.