"Life. What is life?"
It's a common question I usually end up asking myself at the end of each night, and every time I think about it, I can never comprehend a reasonable explanation as to what it is in my mind. I know for a fact, that to you, the word 'life', most likely means something along the lines of, "Happy. Fun. Experience," but to me, that's nothing as to what 'life' means.
To me, 'life' means, "Horrible. Hell. Stupid," cause that's all life has brought to me ever since the day I was born.
To be honest, I don't even know where I went wrong. I don't even know if I did anything wrong. But something obviously happened. Something so bad, that it caused me where I am today.
An Orphanage.
That's right. You heard me. An Orphanage is where I'm at.
I have no real family, or a place to call 'home'. I try not to let the thought of not having a family bother me as much though. And all I can really do is hope right? In order to get a family?
However, once I turn 18, family won't matter. Because that's when I can start living my life. When I'm actually the one in charge.
Maybe that's the time that I can...
Just Breathe.
