Critique of Life?

I'm tired, I'm frustrated, I'm angry. I'm sick of society. We're raised in an environment that encourages us to strive for the top, to reach for the best, yet when we hit that point, all we get is animosity and snide remarks. This is a society that stresses accomplishment then proceeds to scorn it. And because of that, it's not even worth it to do well. If you do well, you are held not only above others, but entirely separately...it's like being put in a glass box and seeing everyone looking in at you as an alien when you realize that really there is no difference.

I'm sick and tired of even talking about this. Life is unfair, I know, I know; but that doesn't change the fact of the present. It's annoying and pathetic, and really not worthwhile. The whole thing I had of feeling better yesterday really hasn't helped. My mood has deteriorated back into an angry depression, where I spend my hours accomplishing nothing and trying my hardest to avoid people. So here I am, pounding away at my keyboard, which I don't really even want to be doing right now. I'm just sick of it all. Simple as that. The sheer hypocrisy of the world we live in is astounding and infuriating.

Alright, I think that was enough ranting. And since I'm not exactly in the best mood, I'll just wrap this up. But here's just something to think about: if you're going to look down on someone or push them away because of their answer to a question, just don't ask the damn question. Really, it's not that hard, yet somehow the human race has reached a new level of stupidity by dividing itself to an unimaginable degree. So instead of filling up space with empty musings and ravings, I'll just go back to quietly playing spider solitaire and avoiding work, hoping that music will make me feel a bit better...although it's not looking like it will.