I don't understand. Nothing makes sense. Is this the life I'm suppsoe to have? Does the Universe hate me? No. That Can't be true. Sure, my life so far hasn't been great... hardly. But life is what you make it right? Of course, what else would it be... The last two years. yes, the last two years of my life. Was a dream. I was away from my body. I couldn't feel, I wasn't. I have just woken up, ready to live. laugh. love. Yet, I feel as though I am starting all over. IF the last two years didn't happen then I'd be a sophmore. Ha Ha, if only I could go back in time. to that place... then everything would be perfect. I would have what I always wanted... The friends, the lifestyle, the ways. The heart, the fun, and excitement. It would ALL be mine & I'd be happy, oh so happy. right? who's to know... Seeing as as how time travel is inconcievable. I want my two years back. I am not 15, I am 17. Give them back to me damnit!! I didn't ask to feel as though life was dead, and the only way out was death. Did I? I didn't ask to cry tears of pain and hurt every night. I didn't want to abandon those who cared for me, and loved me. I didn't ask to die on the inside. But yet that is what happened. So here I am. Back at square one, ready to start all over again. Ready to forget the past. Ready to move forward. Ready to fall hard, into the depths of life. |