The Good and The Bad

Remember when we were just kids and so full of idealism? We thought we were the good guys, holding the fort against the so-called bad guys. Be cowboy's and not injun's. We wanted to be heroes, steadfast and true.

We grow up and along the way we find that many truths are actually half-truths or worse, pure lies. The good guys don't always win. Hard work guarantees nothing. Being a good person doesn't exempt you from being screwed and getting fucked, it in fact make it easier for people to use and discard you. Things don't work the way your parents and the wise ones tell you.

We become jaded and cynical. Some of us give in to sorrow, hate, anger and pain. Slowly, the dark side beckons.

It's deceptively easy to fall. And worse, when it happens you don't realize it before it's too late.

There are days when I think that I am not as good as I think I am, that contrary to what I imagine, I'm not that good a person. I might just be a bit of a player and I personally find that disturbing.

Life is hard and really effective at squeezing the good out of people isn't it?