Just Another Mannequin !

                                                            Lets just start with the age old adage , what a load of bullshit . It really doesn't matter whether you are black , white , rich or poor , it really wont matter because it has turned out to be the greatest load of bollox that I you and the rest of us have probably come across .I know you're probably wondering just who or what am I talking about . Does it really matter who or what it is ? Does that have any real bearing on the feeling and emotion I am trying to get across ? Its an emotion of utter despair I feel for having burdened you with all of this in the first place . I find it difficult not to share the ins and outs of a truly torturous journey , I feel it my duty to present anything of deep emotion to you . Its what I was born to do . Leonard Cohen used to do it , and if its alright for him to depress you , well far be it for me to disagree with Leonard .
                                                          The road to true understanding of oneself is fraught with highways and byways that lead absolutely nowhere . They are there simply to either entertain or confuse you , and having both distractful entertainment and confusion as their purpose , its a sure fire way of getting you to take your eye off the ball . That's all they want , you stuck to your computers , walking around in a daze of texting and picture messaging that if you look at it , totally consumes every meaningful minute

of your day . Where do you all get so much energy from ? I mean at this stage your fingers must be worn out , your poor eyes must be bloodshot , and your mother's and father's must be at their wits end .
                                                         This is the age of unnecessary friendships , that rely more on the level bar on your phone battery , than the level bar on whether you actually know who you're talking to . Everything in your world is surreal , everything is virtual , and nothing has any depth . That's why its a load of bollox , and the sooner you see that the more human you will become .

                                                        You'll get back your rosy cheeks , your lips will come back to their normal colour . That creak in your neck will disappear , and you'll have great crack wondering what the hell to do with your fingers . You'll stop walking into poles and those windows you used to think were open doors , they wont be afraid of you any more . Imagine what its going to be like to walk with your head held high , chest out , shoulders back . You'll have to learn how to walk properly again .
                                                        Ahhhhh you've seen through my story , its but a mere fantasy , a small look at the way the human body is changing . A view on how it could be , but will never be again . Conformity is a terrible thing , it teaches you nothing , nada . Conformity steals your creativity , it robs you of your uniqueness , and molds you into just another mannequin with a cell phone !