Thyroid Follicals

Everything seems to be a rendition. A trial of acceptance amoung my peers. I try to fullfill their dreams instead of my own personal dream. I can't do anything original anymore. I was born among mirrors and there is no escaping. Should i wander down the path of my peers? Should i indludge in the creation of others? I have no one to call for guidance anymore. My whole life i've been answering to a higher calling in the infatuation of myself. If only i could remove these specticals and see with my own eyes that the world is a sick and dying place amoung wisdom, beauty and innocense. Everything can change. Reality creation 101. Thyroid follicals are only a scratch on the cranium of humanity.