Weight of the World.

I miss when everything was okay.
When I could wake up without regretting it.
When I could look outside and find beauty in everything.
I'm replused by everything, for almost a year now.
I want to be happy.
I want to go back to who I used to be.
I want everything to go back to normal.


I miss being a child.
I had nothing to worry about.
No one to worry about.
All I had to care about was how happy I was.
I didn't notice all the bad things going on around me.
I didn't know much about death.
I believed we'd all live forever.
I believed that everyone was happy.
I didn't know about war, natural disasters, poverty, murder, suicide...
I knew about happiness.


As an adult, I've grown so accustomed to these horrible things...
I've forgotten what it's like to be careless.
To be free.


Now I know about all these different problems.
I know about war, terrorism...
I know about murder, I know about suicide.
I know that no one will live forever.
I know that not everyone dies peacefully, or at the right time.
People steal, lie and hurt others.
Nobody really cares anymore, it seems.


Why does no one care?


I want to see the beauty of the world again.
As a child, I was in love with the stars and space.
I still am.
Is that the only remenet I have left of my childhood?
My childhood wasn't the best...but I'm talking before the age of five.
After I turned five, everything started going sour.
But I see now.
I see that no one in the entire world has it easy.
Not for very long, anyways...if ever.
I am thankful for the first few years of my life, when I was happy.


I can only hope that one day, I'll find pure happiness again.
Naturally, of course.


I want to, just for one day, forget about all the bad things.
And just know about the amazing things.
I want to see all the beautiful things of the world.
I want to feel euphoria.
Just once.


I want to know what it truly means to be completely and utterly happy.
I want to fend off this deep depression that I've faced since I was a small child.
I want the anxiety to disappear.
I want all my problems to just go away.
For just one day...just one.


Discuss.

We Are Who We Are.

I'd like to give you a look inside.
Find the core, kill the disease, break the solitude...
Death is a disease, just like any other.
And there's a cure.


There is a cure.


Question authority.
Question everything.
Why?


So many people die on a daily basis.
We are all suffering here.
Some more than others.
But we all have our own personal hell.
Whether it be hellish to some people, or none at all.
If it is to one person, it is to the world in their eyes.


I know how it is.
I pride myself on finding ways to fix everything.
Even though I know I cannot.
But I can try, and maybe...just maybe, I can succeed.


There is truth at the core of every lie.


The media blinds us from who we really are.
We are all God.
We all create.
We all destroy.
We have the ability to give life, as well as take it away.


I hope you question what I believe.
But I also hope you question what you believe.
We are all entitled to our own thoughts.
Some of us will use them in our lives, some of us will not.
But this life, this is the last for us all.
It is time to awaken and see what we all truly are.
Who we are.


For maybe we are not all from this planet.
Maybe not even from this era.
We are travelers, in one way or another.


It's time, my dears.
It's time to wake up.
Wake up.


The sun is up.
The stars may even remain.
No more reflections.


Just truth.
Lift the veil and you'll see.
We are all slaves to humanity.
It's time to break free.
Wake up!


Wake up.
Wake up.
Wake up...
And listen.




Discuss.