Clustered Crowds& Manipulators

Individuality and Uniqueness:

We all follow someone, whether they are in front, behind or to the sides of us. The inspire us with ideas, temptations, and even blandiloquence. The people we follow call themselves unique, individuals and even different, but they have to be following someone, so wouldnt we call that a paradox of life?

Manipulators:

You come across so sincere, maybe its that charm that turns us all foolish? From the start you said your intentions were pure, your purposes were real. Guess what, you lied, you lead us down a track of deciet all for your own pleasure. You are nothing but a manipulator, heres a tip maybe start manipulating the "truth" to fit the lifestyle you have chosen and gain that reputation...  

Follower

The feeling of animosity is bought upon myself from the foolish actions i took place in.

Animosity sits up on its highclass pedastool staring me in the face, the tention between him and i become sharper and abrupt. Why have you/i changed? The innocent you/i was the "real" you, but those commercially temptating desires have changed and formed you/myself into a unrecognisable figure.Who am i? What am i? Joshua? or just another "Follower"

Dreams

As I lay my head to rest, this sureal feeling enters my mind without warning and for some reason remains timid, afraid of breaking. She is fragile in a sense, but has strong intentions, intentions to create..

She engulfs my mind as I slumber never wanting to end, but the voice in the speaker yells

"Time to getup"

The realisticness of reality comes flooding back, like a burst dam losing its concentrated contents, spilling ravage and devostation onto the nearby souls.

Listen Up

Speak your mind, and you'll be heard.
Speak their words, and you'll be ignored.

comprehension

You voice one word with several meanings, is it just me or is your vocabulary distorted with an envious lust.

Why don't you just say the 6 words I desire to hear.

I know what I feel feel and its the same sensation you feel. Now which one of us is willing to break our comfort zones and speak the words we want but cannot comprehend becuase of the pessemistic outcome called rejection?

Realisation

Life passes the dull variety of faces, without acknowledgment, and those faces seem to wither  as life starts to diminish, into dust day by day. 

Whereas if the faces stop and turn towards life, they see a slight glimpse of pure satisfaction, untainted by the individuals which are infected with that toxin called "jealousy".

"live your own life, not others, its their proghtive- Joshua Hall"

The Mole

Is it the one who don't gossip and bicker, or the ones who do?

Mesmerize, Puppet Master

Mesmerized by your phrasing, breaking of the syllabels, and intricacy of your vocabulary, those words cast a permanent and blazing spell upon my subconcious being, which is presented lifelessly beneath you.

Truth is the unwanted antidote for this potant spell which I whore myself to, surrender my soul and play as its puppet. Mesmerize, my puppet master.