What a world of pretty little people we are, so pretty we are perfect, and so perfect we are flawed. We are plastic people. We all melt in the fire.
Every single day we wake up and paint on a new face, and every single day we grow further from who we were. What is our purpose? To be just like someone else. Looking like a Barbie does not make me one. Looking pretty does not make you an object of beauty and acting smart does not make you so.
We sit and watch as placid expressions are drawn onto our faces as our hearts cave in, crushed by our own hands on a daily basis… for what? Because you don’t want to be what you are and everyone knows. Your face changes every day and now you believe that you are someone else. You have found what you created as fitting, but everyone knows it isn’t you except for yourself. Now you are melting by the flame with the multitude, but we have not felt it yet.
Hey, Sweetie, could you take off your mask please? Its cut no longer suits you.
Every single day we wake up and paint on a new face, and every single day we grow further from who we were. What is our purpose? To be just like someone else. Looking like a Barbie does not make me one. Looking pretty does not make you an object of beauty and acting smart does not make you so.
We sit and watch as placid expressions are drawn onto our faces as our hearts cave in, crushed by our own hands on a daily basis… for what? Because you don’t want to be what you are and everyone knows. Your face changes every day and now you believe that you are someone else. You have found what you created as fitting, but everyone knows it isn’t you except for yourself. Now you are melting by the flame with the multitude, but we have not felt it yet.
Hey, Sweetie, could you take off your mask please? Its cut no longer suits you.
-Jillian
Wow. I think you cut straight to the point. We are a very "plastic" society, and a "plastic" world, and I'm tired of it. Why can't we just be real?
ReplyDelete-SarahBeth
You most definitely have no problem voicing your opinion. You don't try to sugarcoat anything. I like your openness.
ReplyDelete-Ivanna
This blog was awesome because it was all true. We live in a world that expects perfection even if that means changing who we are.
ReplyDelete-Danielle
Jill that opening line was inTENSE! I love it. So pretty, we are perfect, and so perfect, we are flawed... Like plastic, we all melt in the fire. That is potentially the deepest paragraph I have ever heard
ReplyDeleteJill, I'm really likin' this blog. Our society is made up of "plastic" people. Everyone expects outer perfection in an imperfect world. I also love the way you ended the blog. Great job!
ReplyDelete¡Muy bueno, Jill! Su "blog" es mucho verdadero. Su cabeza es como un manzana con queso. Tambien, me no comprenda "placid".
ReplyDeletejill, i always love reading your writing. it intrigues me so much.
ReplyDeleteJill this is so so true! Our world is full of people you strive to be perfect plastic people, but in reality no one will ever be perfect except God.
ReplyDeletewow completely true Jill. Thank you for putting such an honest response out into the light. Everyone, especially me, is guilty of this; but your writing has shown that you really must let our guard down and be yourself.
ReplyDelete-Kelsey