we were younger

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Its weird to think about how fragile life can be. We dont really stop to look around and just think for a moment. Think about everything thats already happened or thing about whats to happen.

Sometimes i like to look at the clouds from a car window and think about what would happen if i were to just be gone. Would people miss me as much as they say they would? Would if make any difference in their life if i was gone.

I dont think it would

Whenever some days are worse then others i think about how happy i was when the world wasnt so dull, and im sad because the world isnt like that anymore and neither am i. Back then everything was easy and now its not.

I think that when i do die i want to die in my sleep, dreaming about everything i love or nothing at all. I want to say goodnight to everyone and never wake up.

I think that doesnt sound so bad

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