Description: A little something that we teenagers think about in the far corners of our minds. I, for one, surely have thought about this for quite some time now and I thought it was time to let it out. Thank you for listening.
I don't understand why I was born the way I was.... why I must endure troubles the way i do... why can't i think straight anymore? Everything used to be so simple, but now it just happens to be even more complicated than i could ever comprehend. Slews of words being thrown behind the backs of many who are oblivious to the acts that they have not committed or have tried to commit.
Clouded storms surround me as if i were the eye of the storm... but i am not merely some useless creature that has nothing to offer. Why can't anyone see that? All of these stories of parties and amazing feets of incredibility that cannot be match by the ways of how hard it is to find the one. I need a companion to go forth with me on the journey of perils and hardship.... I am afraid that i may never find one, I am afraid of going on the journey alone, but soon there will be a light that may be my salvation in this dreadful life of sorrow...
Will there be love? Will there be anything known as true love?And not something that can pass by as the season changes or can drift away like wind blows. Damn my life and all that has crossed me. Damn the way I was created because I cannot seem to be complacent with myself. With that..... I AM NOTHING....
Submission Name: What's Going On?
