fighting off the fakeness

i think there is something to be said for authenticity in life. so few have it and even fewer of us realize this fact. with a world spinning in every direction, with society trying to build the army of perfection, it's hard to see through the plasticity of everything into the authenticity of the lucky ones. at the end of the day, no one is the prettiest, no one is perfect, and no one is at the top. we're all swimming around, somewhere below the zenith of society, just hoping to make it out alive, considering the sharks are still swimming among us, albeit quite discretely. i am convinced i have been cursed through my high school habits of rah-rah and the constant surrounding of pretty faces. it doesn't take long, though, to realize that some faces are simply surface, and if you dug deeper, you'd be left with messy hands and nothing true to show for it. it's refreshing to know that there is more to be said for individuality in the long run. there is more to be said for ingenuity when all is said and done. perhaps it is not so easy to see this on a daily basis because our world is so warped with wicked webs; webs filled with photoshopped physiques and plastic pretties. it's easier to see the world on a level-playing field, where different people have different qualities to offer. it's just a small-known secret that those with originality rather than just looks tend to have a bit more pack in their punch, and i'd like to think i throw a mean left hook, if only in the figurative sense of surviving society.