The Overly-Dramatic Life Of A Teenage Boy

Forgotten

The fear of being forgotten is probably the most rational of all phobias. We all feel as if we must achieve something in our lives no matter if it is big or small. Some people start a family so they have a bloodline to continue their life through their genes; others write, draw, sculpt or invent to immortalise their existence in their work forever. I know without a doubt that I will be forgotten. I as a person am undesirable, unimaginative, uncreative, and unintelligent meaning that all possibilities of remembrance are unreachable for me.

I don't want to be forgotten but there is no point in me being remembered. I am an arrogant bastard who manipulates the closest people I have to friends. In short, I am not a good person. But then what is the point in me being remembered? There is none and besides, thousands of people get forgotten every day; the homeless, destitute, soldiers and loners. Who cares about them?