Author's Note
Raucous
Copyright © 2017 RaRa
Drifting- Dizzy Rox
I'm thinking, I'm writing. I have nothing to work on so I am just venting through writing. To be alive- you are breathing. To be alive- you are living up life to the moment cuz you are alive. Sometimes I wanna cry, but why? I feel like to cry because I feel like I am and will fail in life. I feel as if all the "knowledge" I have taken in will just be lost in my memories. I have bad memory but yet I can remember something from seven years ago about what I did to a boy cuz he got me mad but in the same year I can't remember a the face of someone I sat next to in class and supposedly my friend. I can't remember the face of my 2nd and 1st grade teacher but I can remember the breath of my 1st grade teacher because she would always be yelling in or I guess scolding me. It was a distinct smell also, one of coffee breath. So disgusting. But as I was trying to say but never got there, why do we think? Thinking can overload the brain, overload the emotions of a person who is generally up going and happy. It can bring the sense of disparity and regret and the question of your existence. It can also help make up your mind, bring back happy memories, or happy thoughts of loved ones or spontaneous answers. Thinking is a key to living, going about without stopping to think is just idiotic cuz at the end without thinking your basically a robot. You have no self.
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Raucous
HumorThis a book full poems and short stories. From deep and thoughtful to fun and cool. Not everything starts of right at the beginning but there's always a result at the end. The result ending with something good or bad is up to you.
