I was happy. Everything made sense. But something happened. What did I do? Please don’t. Please. Help me anyone. Please.
Teenage Wasteland
Sometimes it feels like I have been living in some kind of endless dream ready to wake up any moment I die. There are so many questions unanswered, so many mysteries unsolved and so many things undefined. Life without purpose is meaningless. Some days I wonder and the rest I wary.
Life is a paper boat drifting through pools of sorrow and waves of joy. But is that it? I believe there’s much more.
Teenage, the base of one’s life, is over for me. All those craziness has come to an end. Now I have to think twice for everything. Why do I need to grow up? Sometimes it really sucks. What did I achieve? Nothing. Nothing in the sense it won’t benefit anyone. Were my years spent correctly? Who knows maybe I achieved everything. Everything? Or maybe I wasted it. After all it’s just a Teenage Wasteland.
Vermilion
Who are you to judge me when you don’t see what’s going on. Hanging on by the strength of my Purple tears, I am ready to slither away.
No. I won’t stop now. For years, I lost myself. Now I feel eternal spinning and weaving round each new experience.
The Journey Begins
Thanks for joining me!
Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton