The skittle in a jar of M&Ms

People have always said, life is indeed like one big masquerade party. We are constantly leaping from one stage to another, wearing different masks, living out different roles.. all within an entire lifetime.

The world greatest actors strut not in hollywood, but they are around us. Perhaps we are one of them, without knowing it.

Lately I have the unsettling feeling of feeling out of place. Not with everyone. But with certain people. It a gradual thing really. Like mist evaporating into the morning sunshine.

I suppose we have all been there. Just feeling more and more out of place. Despite being there with them for so long, after so many yum char sessions, you feel out of place. And no matter how everyone else looks at your table and see that how happy you guys seem, the reality is very very far away from what is assumed. The understanding, the click just doesnt exist anymore. Perhaps it just wasnt there in the first place. The ideology. The beliefs and the attitudes were too different.

That would explain my title.
Sometimes, I feel like a piece of skittle which has unfortunately landed in a jar of m&ms.

On the outlook, skittles look alot like m&ms. They are all colored in cheery colors of the rainbow.

When you both of them into your mouth, both tell a different story. One melts in your mouth while one makes your mouth melt. Skittles are horrendously sour. But delicious. especially the orange and purple ones.

Quite same. But quite different as well.

Sometimes, dont we all feel like that?
People look and think that "hey, you belong there". Even you yourself might be fooled for awhile. Which makes sense, physically you are there and everything seem to look all fine and dandy. But as you observe closer, you are no more than just a piece of skittle that have suffered the unfortunate fate of landing in a jar of m&ms.

I wanna return to my jar of skittles.

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