Life and it's pitiful beings controlled by the constant need to follow the path set before them by the generations that created them. What happened to life being fun, and care free, flying through the air with your loved ones instead of being dragged down and degraded by the very same people who you thought had loved you unconditionally. Their toxic fumes filling you to the very core of your being unable to step back and breathe in the purest of you. You are who you are with, but what happens if when they're gone all you can do is panic about how selfish you are being for pushing away the people you believed to have cared about you so you can see, in the truest of lights, who you really are as a person. What if you find you were never, and will never be that person you try so hard to be. That person you know deep deep down inside, who is screaming to be heard, and let out of the dark, announcing herself into the light for the first time. You make mistakes, and sometimes that can really bite you in the ass. No matter how much you apologize, no matter how hard you try to redeem yourself... you just get pushed aside, never to be a thought in their minds.. you aren't perfect... but surely... you deserve to be happy.
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Thoughts
Short StoryIt's just a bunch of random things I think of sometimes, and instead of letting it rot in my head I have decided to share, so don't judge me to harshly if it's bad.
