27 Mar 2015 history class
It's not that life lacks length or substance.
The life expectancy is eighty two years, I live in an educated country and I'll be able to live a long life full of working.
Life lacks excitement an relief and happiness.
I looked at you and for a second I was selfish.
After months of ignoring you and what I wanted I relapsed and was selfish enough to let my mind wander.
I wondered in that split second what would happen if you knew who I was or even loved me back.
I've denied myself from thinking what I want too.
I've been told I can't choose what I want.
If I did what I wanted to I would hurt so many people, especially myself.
I'm not sure if the high would be worth the pain that would follow.
I used to think life was simple.
And it was.
For me it was hate school, parents, teachers, society, girls, boys.
I taught myself that life was hate.
But every time I type 'live' my phone corrects it to 'love'.
Last night he asked what my life purpose was.
I've thought about it all day.
I've come to the conclusion that my life's purpose is to prove to myself love exists.
I'm not saying that my life purpose is to get some boy I like in high-school to date me.
But that's just the beginning.
I've got to be kinder, and more forgiving.
Less judgemental and a bit more loving.
After seeing my parents hate each other nearly my whole life, I need to prove to myself that life is amazing and great.
If you find the right people to share it with.
YOU ARE READING
The recollection of my misunderstood thoughts.
PoetryLife's a struggle and it's hard. There's nothing you can do. Just get trough it. I hate my life. There's nothing new. But when the sun is out and the sky is void of clouds you can't help but feel a smile is overdue
