Time is changing and all we can do is watch and maybe change with it. All I know is that i'm not ready for any of it but I don't think anyone ever really is. Since school is ending all we have to think is what we might do in the future, who will be there to do it with, will we even make it? "I wanna go back then. Take me back to the age of innocence". The best times of our lives were the times where you felt in control and nothing was out of place. Thats what happiness is to me sometimes. Just feeling in control even when your not. I get to go back to Owasso next year for my senior year of high school, my final year of that decrepit social system we call school. I'm putting so much on this, I feel. I'm putting my heart into this year, like maybe this will rejuvenate the pieces of me I felt I lost. I'm not sure why I need to go back so bad, but I know it's what I want. If I try to make myself work in Miami i'll surely lose myself and have to find complacency in just trying to make it by. To me, that doesn't seem like a life worth living. Isn't it funny that how you decide to die determines how you decide to live? I think it is. Emotions make everything irrational. Always. Separate emotion and you find rationality. That's just me though. I want my own personal ocean. I bet it's nice. I find good grammar and punctuation attractive.
I miss all the memories I never got to be apart of.
I hope next year I make up for all the time I wasn't there for.
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