American Standard

I don’t know how to react anymore. I have placed myself in a state of perpetual motion, moving through life without touching it. At least that is how I feel. I know that what I do from day to day does affect others. I know that my action and words can mend and hurt. Deep down I care, but I don’t want the world to know. I don’t want the world to be able to take advantage of the hidden kindness. I want to be unnoticed. I want to be seen but not questioned. I do not want any recognition for what should be normal. I do not like putting on the mask of joy for every little event around me. Even though every event could be seen as special, I do not feel like they are. This display, to me, lessens the value of true joy and happiness. It must be done though to avoid the possible detrimental effects of others. It is said to be selfish to only think of oneself, but what if no one else thinks of you? Someone left an empty roll.