Here i am asking myself what life is all about. It’s weird being here and feeling nowhere… The awkward feeling of being alive and knowing that I didn't a shit yet all this time... It's funny to see a person saying they do this and that and in the end don’t know a damn if it was worth or not. Everything we do is always worthwhile, we grow with that experience, we became who we are by doing that kind of stuff. We are the kings of our souls, we are the prisoners of our minds. Everytime you fall apart you grow a little bit, every time you feel down, you’re become strong than you were. Do what you want, read, smile, run, jump, go to the beach, watch the sky with their shinning stars to guide you to the dream of a life time and never give on life. Don’t look to the past as a salvation, past only will make you stop where you are and not letting your goals evolve. You’re the future of your past and the past of your future, you may not like what you see right now but if you feel like that, blame your past, all the things you didn’t done, all the things you done and made others suffer because of you, things you never said to someone, things you hate and you think you love because make you feel alive, it’s really that what you want? You will grow until the day you die, you will regret a lot of things, you will do many things and you will realize that you never really lived.
“I went to the woods to live freely,
to suck the marrow of life
to annihilate everything that was not life,
and when he dies he does not find that I have not lived."
to suck the marrow of life
to annihilate everything that was not life,
and when he dies he does not find that I have not lived."
This is from the movie, Dead Poets society, one of my favorites, I saw today and I just remembered, poetry is not what you read, is what you fell when you read and write. I think too much, more than I should, I do stuff that I don’t understand why, I’m write right now because my hands gain life and start writing what’s in my mind, I’m a freak, I’m in love by someone who don't want me anymore, I hate being here sitting on the couch doing nothing and wanting to travel a do stuff and be free for once. Sometimes i want to run away, to die in a place where no one could ever find me, be alone with my sorrow, sometimes no one seems to care. Now i know they care, they want me to stand, i grew up and I’m getting tired of being the second choice... I just want to be me and live without this pain inside me.
Remember you are who you are and always will be who you are, don’t try to hide behind that human mask, you make your own future, think with your brains, look at what hurts you now and what hurt you in the past and live the present for a greater future! YOUR FUTURE!
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