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At this moment I feel like dying. This world is so cruel. No one really cares anymore what happens. I care about everything and everyone but it gets shoved back at me like it's dangerous. I'm just ranting right now but I don't care. I'm starting not to care anymore. I'm tired of getting pushed around but I don't fight back. There's too much violence in the world and I try to keep myself away from it all but to no avail. What's the point of living when everything is dying? What's the point of living when people don't care about others? Sometimes I think life would be easier for me if I died but I can't. Maybe we're suppose to suffer because of something that might happen on later in our future. But right now, dying doesn't seem like a bad idea. I won't commit suicide so don't worry. I'll try to be strong and try to live until I can find out what my purpose in life is.
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