Fit for dying, not my hair.

i react to life
in a manner that
seems beneficial to
my being.
but compared to
the majority,
i am unfit.
survival of the fitness
does not apply.
if so, i should be dead.

What’s going on?

what would you say
to your future self:
accept insignificance.
swallowed misconceptions
accepts awareness.
conscious of life,
but that’s all.
it’s taken how many lives
to realize what we are?
in the end,
we are nothing more
than the dirt we play in.