I hate how facebook statuses and tumblr posts have replaced actual conversation. No one says how they actually feel and life passes us all by. We’ve learned to take the easy way out of our problems, but in reality we’re not as powerless as we think.
speaking is quite silly. spoken words seem to clutter the air. a glance, an expression would suffice.
words are awkward. they stick in my throat. I cough them up, stuttering. and sometimes they just hang in the air with nowhere to go. no one reaches out to grab them. that’s awkward.
or everyone speaks at once. and the words clash together and screech horribly. what does anyone really think? words are not to be trusted. they are like disguises. they hide motives. if we only had our face to express our feelings then its possible that we could actually all be real with each other.
words are wordy. unnecessary. i say things i don’t mean to say. i make a fool of myself.
and the existence of speech makes a lack of speech equally awkward. what do you say when there’s nothing to say? oh if such a problem didn’t exist.
what to say. what to say.
I suppose all that I’ve written thus far is a complete hypocrisy.
I suppose now I’m just being wordy…rambling on…and on.
But that’s human nature for you.
We’ve used the gift of speech and turned it against ourselves.