Recently I've been contemplating in a lot of situations that I could only imagine and overthink every night and would make me stay awake for hours. I don't need caffeine to help me stay awake.
Maybe it's because I'm in an age where I am now fully aware of circumstances and consequences that it made me doubt if everything would be worth anything.
But this certain 'something' that I've been overthinking for a while now has always been my own curiosity as a kid.
Will people ever remember me?
Will people remember me after I die?
Do I want people to remember me when I die and after?
As a kid of course I want people to be burdened with the idea that they should remember me. I want people to always remember me.
I've tried a lot of things just so people could distinguish me from others
So that people can have a significant memory of me for them to remember
Poor innocent mind
She would do anything to be tattoed in everyone's brains
She was too afraid to vanish
But the thing here is,
How can one's fear became one's wish?
Ironic isn't it.
I used to think ways on how people would think of me if I ever went missing- If they would still remember
Right now I just wish to slowly and silently be erased from everyone's memory
I realize that I was too focused on how to stay in everyone's memories that I'm slowly starting to feel that I don't even know myself anymore.
At this point I'm the one who's not remembering myself
It's like I don't even know myself
And that reality is slowly eating me up
It's making me stay up all night
That maybe sooner or later
I might forget myself first before the people in my life
That's my new fear now
To be remembered by people around me, but have been forgotten by myself
𝑰 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕
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I Know That I Don't
Random"My ranting/qoute book" 'I know that I don't' is a narrative of my realizations and questions that will yet to be answered by me. I explain my experiences which are kind of cringe but this is my way of coping in life. Writing is healing to me, to re...
