"There was one group that didn't die and
there was another that came back to life"
These lines seem to haunt me day and night. I am
so scared that I'll be one of the people who didn't just die. And the thought
kills me. (No pun intended)
But what is being alive? I want to experience
each and every thing in the world. I want to try all possible things as well as
all impossible ones. I just want to let go of myself and shout from the top of
a hill. I want to lose my heart and win it back. I want to feel each and every
emotion. I want to experience everything the world has to offer. I want to live
like I dream. I want to be free to do what I like. I want to grow wise as I
grow old.
But most importantly, I want to know what I want.
And then I'll believe I am living.
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