Since when I had I good day...
It all seems to be clouded in grey for past 2 weeks or so, just school, home, driving lessons and badminton or swimming if I bothered. Nothing really remarkable has happened. Days flow by as strangers you meet in the street while trying not to bump into them.
For weeks now I have felt that I'm left alone, no one bugging me to do everything, or anything. I have freedom to do anything, but I rarely use it... don't know why... Seems when you have it all in front of you, you stop caring and let the river flow. Should I do it or not...
It's like believing in something that has 0.000001% to come true, just to be sure you just wait till you are gray as weekdays, never having any fun while others are out having good times with eachother, you just sit and wait till your time comes. I sould be more active, but when I'm tired I can't be active... the energy, the will to go on... is fading piece by boring piece into the past, where nothing comes, but everything goes to there.
Once in a while I even bothered to write... achievement from me? ... don't know... no one really bothers to read it anyway...
Monday, November 14, 2011
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Fuel... or just...
I wondered whats the fuel thats still running in me...
Keeping me sane and o.k...
Once I thought it was happy memories... but seems they get clouded from some point with sadness, that has overtaken my mind. It can't be my fuel... because it has been used to last bit.
Another theory was that my fuel is happiness I give to my friends and others when I'm around, drawing in all the sadness and locking that away inside me... Maybe sadness is the fuel I need to keep myself operating... and those happy memories are just everything that is left of that fuel after burning.
But then what I am... just a deposit of sadness... Is that why I just want others to be happy and not me... Why I don't want to be happy when I can make other people smile. Why I must care so much... Or am I only blocking my ego from taking over and making me into a beast that doesn't care about anyone in his way.
Keeping me sane and o.k...
Once I thought it was happy memories... but seems they get clouded from some point with sadness, that has overtaken my mind. It can't be my fuel... because it has been used to last bit.
Another theory was that my fuel is happiness I give to my friends and others when I'm around, drawing in all the sadness and locking that away inside me... Maybe sadness is the fuel I need to keep myself operating... and those happy memories are just everything that is left of that fuel after burning.
But then what I am... just a deposit of sadness... Is that why I just want others to be happy and not me... Why I don't want to be happy when I can make other people smile. Why I must care so much... Or am I only blocking my ego from taking over and making me into a beast that doesn't care about anyone in his way.
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