The essence of my existence. For lack of the “oh of course” because you’d expect this— I am this… A soul of dark light, A tunnel of hope for the light is brighter. Such solitude relaxes me, worries me too. I curled up with my attitude… The emotional blanket… My heart is warm but I’m still so cold— I’m learning… Then I grow more distant. Depression or comfort— Either way it’s me. Making my way with my head down. My headphones are loud too… Who cares who you really are anyway? You’re who they want you to be— It’s a surprise if they actually know you… Only to not understand you and fade… I’m just...
Imagine it being your last breathe— What would you say? What would your last thoughts be? Life is so short, how can you not think about these sorts of things. Are you living the way you want to? What dreams do you have and what goals have you set? Have you reached them? Close to even? As many steps in as you take literally and figuratively— You must sure you out your best foot forward in a direction towards progression without discretion that change it projecting and without rejection you must accept whatever comes your way… In a perfect world everything wouldn’t be so…not perfect… But perfection...
It’s both a gift and a curse… To have an open mind and it kills you and builds you up all at the same time. How would you deal? As much as I disapprove of this life, Or where this generation is headed… Apart of me wants to remove myself from it all but another part of me wants to change. “To change a million you must start with one, the one being the person whom you see in the mirror.” As long as I can remember I have never carried a clear mind. It races and it never stops— I wonder how it is to completely relax— or is it even possible? The future is everything and sometimes it may be too early...
You ever think about the time when you are when you want to be finally and you’re even as happy as you dreamed to be? — I always wondered if anyone thought like I did… Saw things the way I saw them… Even felt the way I felt about things. I’m never giving many chances to find out— A mere observation answers the questions better than it would if I was to raise my hand to speak… Or to simply open my mouth about an inner thought every once in a while. But anyway… What would it be like to be years from now? Will everything you’re going through now be worth it? Change is not rare so are you ready for...
What else do I have to lose? I've done want I wanted honestly… I'm not even supposed to be this far but it's all a bonus. I'm grateful for this; all I have left is pride and pure energy. I want so much that it's hard to be patient. I can start now and look past all of this. It's all just… How long am I willing to do this? How far am I going to go? As cliché as it sounds— The sky really is the limit! I honestly don't have a lot in this life and I never have, so you can imagine how much the things I actually do have means to me. I appreciate because I never had... I love because I was never taught...
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