midnight thoughts

Life and Death

Life and Death were both sitting in a room together and life asked death "Why do people love me but hate you?" Death responded" Because you are a beautiful lie and I am the painful truth."

I was surfing the web and found this mini story, I think why do people fear dying?
Is it because of what's on the other side or because they don't want to leave people and take a risk of never remembering them again. I am one of those people who fear of loneliness or being forgotten by someone that I could never forget.

I don't know about you but I want to be remembered when I die, I want to do something that could change the world in a good way and I want to be loved by millions but I know at could never happen in my life because I have nothing to show or tell like in pre-school. The cool kid brought his toy dinosaur but I brought an old, broken stuff bunny.

Question is why? Why do I want these things? I have amazing friends who will remember me when I'm gone but what if they forget. I fear of being forgotten and I fear of being lonely. What happens when I'm not near my loved ones, how can I protect them when I'm not near them?

It sucks growing up as the oldest of four kids because your parents will only worry about the younger ones and not as much about you. You could be dying inside but your parents will still run over to little tommy if he stubbed his toe on the stool. UGHH

Yes, I know I'm drifting off topic, it happens calm down.

But anyway, I hate being that person who doesn't live in the present and it just stresses me out sometimes and I don't really know how to fix it. I wish that sometimes I could just enjoy everything in life.

I wish life could be longer so death doesn't seem like it's coming so soon.