i am not a good writer. those who think otherwise are in the wrong.

on the surface my writing may seem decent, interesting even - but if you look beneath the surface, into the entrails instead of only the skin - you will see that it has little originality, poor thematic resolution, and pathetic attempts at a meaningful experience.

those who criticize it are right. they can see beyond the appearence. even with no explanation, they know. they have the exact same opinions i do.

i await someone - a savior, dressed in white - to reveal to all who enjoy my pathetic attempts at ‘being a writer’ the truth. that it is bad. that it is meaningless. that there is much better writing to enjoy out there.

they will all understand and agree, as it is the truth.

it is only a matter of time before the savior arrives and everyone realizes that they wasted their time.