.:the Misfit:.
He lives in his own world.
Quiet and disturbed.
Don’t give a damn most of the time.
Don’t feel like talking most of the time.
Approaching everything with fear, suspicion.
The irationality of rationality.
For fear of being hurt. For fear of speculations.
For fear of anything that is speakable and unspeakable.
A misfit.
Unable to adapt to the cruel and realistic world.
Unable to understand:
The inhumane façade and egoism creeping in the self proclaimed evolution in humanity.
Nothing really changed for the better.
Everything simply became more complicated for one to fathom.
Some succeeded, others struggled.
Most don’t even give a damn.
The latter turns out to be the mere survivor.
Injustice? There is no truth in it.
Truth lies in the mind of the believer.
The fickleness of beauty.
Best left unsaid.