Victims

(Something randomly written down in my planner, during art class, after a particular event that ticked me off. Make of it what you will. Note: this is not edited, will not be edited, and probably won't make much sense - lots of errors and organization problems, but, well, I was scribbling...)

People like to think themselves as victims of everything unfortunate or unfair that occurs. By being victims, or thinking they are, they make others the victims actually - with the blame and complaints, without compassion or care of those around them. They don't care about other people's feelings, only if they can vent about their own. They keep moving from bad thing to worse thing, content to be uncontent. They want the world to hear their voice, and it doesn't really matter who hears it - just as long as there is someone willing to be sympathetic (or pretend to be). There are so many people in this world, the "victims," who want to be heard, or just want to hear themself talk, and those who are left, besides the fake sympathizers, just want to be noticed, not pushed aside as an enemy, but valued as a friend. These "extras" just want to be considered a person. The loud, unfeeling people need to stop and think about the extras in this world, and how they're important, too. The extras are different than the self-appointed victims in this: the extras care and want to be cared. The "victims" don't care about anything - just their own selves. There are too many of them - in fact, we're all these "victims" at some point of our life, but the times when we're extras are the times we should care about - the time we should care about ourselves and others. :) <3

(Okay, lots of mistakes with structure, spelling (ah!), etc., sorry about that. Anyway, after I wrote that, I thought about it for a while, while doodling on a piece of paper. I was thinking: That was really hypocritical, what I just wrote. But then, every accusation we make is hypocritical, as we're all human beings who are faulty and just plain mean sometimes. So I wrote a couple sentences after that short little ranty thing, here it is...)

Everyone is fake, but at the same time, everyone is genuine. We all have our own stories, it's just that some people hide it better than others . . .

EVERYONE has a story. It depends on the person if the story is shared or not. :)