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Tuesday, February 4, 2014

Nothing Really Matters To Everyone Else BUT Me.

As I take all these stupid exams, I began to wonder. Am I the only one in this society who cares about every single detail of everything surrounding me? Like how the lights only shine on one part of the gym bleachers? On how other people interact with the ones they like? How when your crush's pupils turn darker when he is talking to you, maybe proving he likes you back?

Wait...Am I the only one?  I really hope I'm not, then that would be weird. What's even weirder is that I sometimes stare into this random corner and black out for a second, that's just something I do in a daily basis. (So, to all the people that know me in real life: Don't be surprised when I'm staring at the ceiling or random people. That means I'm thinking. Which means, I really think a lot.)I guess no one really understands that they should be grateful their heart is still beating to this date. There is no need for them to be full of sorrow and sadness. (....Guilty.) Anyways, I like to stare at the little things in life, or perhaps, everything in this unusual world. Because...then what?  All of our lives will some day come to a complete end. I'm going to sound like a weirdo, (when do I don't?) but Everyone dies..unless they are Superman..I will explain that stupid story later. I think everything has a meaning, whether it's tragic or romantic. So, why don't you just look out into the world in a new perspective?  Try to think about why everyone is alive, and their meaning to be who they are.
If not, who will?
                                    
                      Oh Wait..Me! Haha, It's ok. I will get used to being the only one who thinks the whole universe matters. I always do, right?
                                                                    Love,
                                                                             A
                                                            

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