Deception

Happiness, its not something that's meant for me. I'm just destined to live my life alone and miserable. Smiles, laughter, it's all transient. Human beings, we aren't born for smiles. Were born crying and screaming, frowns and tears streaming from our faces. Its not a smile that sits on our face when we die, its a frown that is the last thing we take with us into the great beyond. Everything which bookends these two events essentially amounts to lies and gimmicks. What is love worth? Nothing. Its a feeling we scramble and scratch for, fight to earn for a lifetime, and when we get it, we find ourselves pushing it away, questioning it because we don't believe its real deep in our hearts. In the back of everyone's mind, we all know that were being Fooled by love. Inside were all ugly and worthless. Who can love such horrible, blackened souls? Where does love get off fucking with us like that? I'm committed to spending my life staying true to my birth and eventual death: live alone, miserable, because I don't want to indulge in the lie of love. I'm sick of chasing after a lie which won't last past the next moment. I renounce any human emotion or feeling which I might experience, because I don't want to entertain lies ever again.