Thursday, August 27, 2009

Here I Go...

The goodness in which teenage life holds and general life for that matter is almost questionable. I find myself every night before i go to sleep asking myself the same questions in which are meaningless, Thinking the same thoughts to which will never be spoken and dreaming dreams that will never happen. Why must I have a say and for that matter a brain if i am for ever confronted and teased by these dreams, thoughts and questions? Is this what we live for? To try and answer questions that will never be answered, dream dreams that are the un-real and think what would be and could possibly be?



I'm in far too deep for my own good.

Paris Hilton, Help me.

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