I'm not depressed. Just sad a lot of the time. In your lifetime you don't get to see a lot of dreams come true. By the end of my life I have no idea what could happen. I have a way I want things to play out, but that by any means doesn't mean it's happening. Teenagers die every day. Wether it's a car wreck, being shot, or some other reason, teenagers die. Who's to say I'm not going to die later today? Or tomorrow? Fate has an odd way of playing out. So far it's nothing but a bitch. I don't like to think that I complain a lot, but I'm pretty sure I do. There's so much that I want to happen right now. So much that needs to happen. I'm probably one of the most patient people in the world because it's tested every single day.
who knows if it'll pay off.
Love, Will
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