I always forget how beautiful the world is. While staring at screens all the time. Always interested in everything else, and not my own world. Always hoping for something better. I hope to change this. I hope to be in my own world. Not a fake one, because I want to feel alive again.
To have my own life be my own, not hooked to anything else. I am beginning to feel like this again, which is a nice feeling after so long.
YOU ARE READING
Fade
PoetryWe're all just fading away... drifting apart... never to see each other as a whole...
