I left home really early today hopeful and a little prepared for almost anything. I usually ask myself ; "What's the worst that could happen?" Trust me, a lot of worst... could. After i say a prayer, it feels like no matter what, i'll survive the day. Was talking to a friend about how sad people around might get if we cease to exist. I said they'll probably miss us for a bit and then it'll be like we were never there. Be that as it may, i would love to have left my mark on the sands of time. Not just to be remembered, but to know i made a difference.
I want to be free, i want peace, i want to be me. I also want "My Heart" back.There are all this people i see and i can't feel a thing, just loneliness in a crowd and i can't leave even if i want to. That makes me mad at times " but in the moment a tear falls... all hatred becomes a distant blur." I miss us, i miss everything. Don't want to go back there but i can't leave either. Maybe i'm just deluded, probably it's just in my mind. Though i'm a little scared to ask; "What if not?"
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