a piece of crap

Deep within, have you ever felt like a packet of m&m's chocolates? Not in this pretty state, but the half-melted and the shell peeling away but not completely stage. You, being the chocolate wrapped within the shell, protected by the outer shell. People or daily happenings being the colourful chocolate shell outside.

As time passes, due to improper storage, the packet of chocolates might be left out in the open for too long or maybe dropped onto the floor etc. When you open up the packet, you find the chocolate shattered and perhaps discoloured and for some, a part of the shell might have fallen off. All of which, i feel, can be related to how our life mould us to become who we are.

The handling of it reflects how our environment exerts pressure and us, undergo changes and tries to resist it by outgrowing the shell. Discolouration is easily seen as how one thing is related to another and how it influences us and affects our decision for another matter. But somehow, you find yourself stuck which explains the half-gone shell. Somehow you were not strong enough to break free from its grip. Be it a person, a habit or a tough decision you have to make.

Right now, i am feeling like a packet of m&m's that has been dropped on the floor a hundred times and left out in the open to withstand the unbearing heat of the sun.

Does it make sense what i am writing? Who cares.