Saturday, 3 May 2014

Trademark Disney

I erm, I didn't actually think I'd ever write in this again.
I thought that my life didn't need etching down onto a screen no one sees and I didn't know how big a difference half a year can make.
How very naive.
When I was a kid I watched the Disney films. The ones where good triumphs over evil and the hero beats the villain and wins the girl. Those epic stories that are based on, celebrate real life.
Now I know there are no such things as happy endings.
Perhaps I'm the evil, perhaps I'm the villain.
At 5 years old I never thought that would be the case.
I thought I would live long and happy. Travel the world, go to uni and make a million pounds.
At 18 I can't bear opening my eyes.
I was naive to think I was the good in it all, the hero. I was naive to think of Happy Endings and long lives.
Mine's wasted. Washed ashore on a beach plunged in wasted human lives.
I'm a dramatist I know, but a point is to be made from all this.
Where once I terrorised all and believed in myself, I now see past my ignorance. I am human, I made mistakes. But I suffered from them too. I myself am a mistake. A choice no one chose. Perhaps a metaphor for my life. I bring grief and trouble to wherever I rest my feet. Through no fault of my own, I am the person I dreamt of defeating as a kid.
I'm an unhappy human being. Always have been, always will.
I love life don't get me wrong.
Walks along the beach and forbidden loves and Family Guy.
But people need to stop telling me it'll be okay.
It won't.
I accept that, so I take a deep breath and just keep playing the villain.
There's no such thing as a Happy Ending.