I've tried to listen to the whisper. The one that tells you "It's only life." It used to scream through my ear and burn, but I became cautious. I became aware of thoughts that made me crumble. In and out of things that made everyone else feel important. I want someone to take me back in time when I didn't need to focus on that voice inside my head. I was much happier with no state of mind.
I hope that one day I'll have something real to say. Maybe we'll never understand each other.
To tell you the truth I never was strong. I'm terrified of endings, and goodbyes. And I'll never how this is going to end, but when all is said and done, it's been a pretty good game of golf.
See ya in 2.
