whats real

                                           whats real in life?? is what you find in magazines and movies real?? is what you hear on CDs and radios real?? in almost all the songs nowdays what your gonna hear is that someone in a relationship got in a fight and some one walked out, and in these poorly written pathetic love songs it always ends up that the person who gets walked out on chases down the person who walks out in a ball of miserable tears and "im sorry take me back", and some how that works. but in real life, the real picture, those relationships end up the oppostie, they end up in loud arguements and names and anger, and when one person gets the brains to leave they hear, "see ya later, dont let the door hit ya on the way out!". now im not sayin that always happens but most break ups i know dont end like a fairy tale that takes a cross-country chase, tears and apologies to make thigns work. yes things can work out but usually in different ways here in the real world. whats real in this world is whats in you, not whats on the radio or the next channel, its whats in your soul begging like a caged animal dying to be let free, its what you know during the day and dream of in your sleep, its whats in the back of your mind at school and whats on your mind out of school. its how you act away from your friends, when your alone because your uncomfortavle with who you truly are, its not what you pretend to be. its what you cant hide with new clothes or cheap overly applied make up. like me for example, im not who i am at school, sure i like to do what i do at school, which is goof around, but at home im a different kind of person, i dont show it because i got lost in what surrounds me, the sea of different personalities, some real genuine personalties, and some fake seemingly "store bought" personalities because those people are afraid of ridicule, down right terrified, and sometimes i can just smell it, but me, im not afraid, i dont hide myself, i just choose not to show it, but thats all gonna change, especially after a push-shove argument with my brother harley. today after we got home he thinks its funny to pick on and annoy, successfuly, me, and well he did and thought he had the right to shove me into a wall, and well me sayin "ohhh some one thinks he's strong" and ill give him credit, he is, but with his ego he mouths off, " i know i am, thats the difference between me and you". and thats where i just laughed, because he may not realize it, but we are polar opposites, he cares too much about his pathetic little image, how he looks to his friends, he cares to much about how strong he is, where i could care less about all those things, where his ego states that if he's strong he can win fights, well id rather catch a sucker punch to the back of the head while walking away than take a pointless blow to the front of my face and get arrested for fighting back, see im not a passavist but instead of fighting then and breaking something an getting wreamed, im writing this now, thats what i do, i dont like to fight, im just not that person and it will take forever to get me in to the point to just kick some ones face in, but if there ever comes a time where i have to i definitely will. thats whats real about me, i can see past what my friends think, like i said before in a previous blog id rather be a loner in the corner and have no real friends than having fake friends i have to hide my true self from. whats real is when you take the heat and crap form the losers who cant accept who you are and plan to be, and go on with your life the way you want to live. thats whats real.