Things can change.
Just like people do.
But the reality of the matter, is that people also themselves are different then what they were two years ago. So, is it that your change in self alters others; or that they all seem to change for the worse?
Moments ago i realized that I wanted to escape. I felt like i was kept in a box, one that i couldn't breath without crying in. That i couldn't laugh without getting a slap on the wrist. i know that i wouldn't escape, because even though she's acting ridiculous, i could never leave my mother. She gave me my life. It's only a moment of time, a simple fragment of it. And then she's gone. And to have wasted life like that i must be overly stupid. And frankly, stupid people don't go anywhere in life.
Just know, that whatever i choose to be or live or do in life, i'll do it with my upmost best because i do what i love and i'll love what i do.
Thanks for listening,
Thanks for sharing.
