I started with nothing. I’m still going on with nothing. I can’t think of anything to sum up all these feelings in my body. Yet, with every emotion, I still feel like… nothing.
I wonder how people with the same 24 hours a day, the same currency and economy as mine can make the most of what is given to them. I wonder how one person can be so interesting, smart, rich and good-looking all at the same time. I wonder if love can really last forever. I wonder if those people, whom I have hurt and lied to, forgave me already. I wonder if my mom misses my dad and cries at night or if she hates him for what he did. I wonder what tomorrow would bring. I wonder if there would still be any of us left to stay in heaven someday.
I want to be worth something. I want to learn. I want to know. I want answers.
I wanted to tell you clearly what I really think, but I am as well is muddled with my own thoughts.
I’m kind of starting to be annoying for blabbing about nonsense stuffs, I know… Well, I did tell you it was nothing.