Small Words

5

You know that feeling?

That feeling where you just want to disappear.

I mean, not die, but something around...

Probably make the whole world and freaking time to stop, and you being the only one able to move around.

I can sleep all I want; get stuff done; and relax, for once.

I mean, my life right now has been a huge trackrace, that I hate to the point where I want to get off the freaking cart I'm riding.

I want to make a U-turn, but I can't because there are people.

Behind.

Me.

And it sucks, because the rest of them are nyooming right past you.

And you're just here.

In the last place.

The last to cross the finish line.

You can't overtake, because the others are too fast for you.

I mean, we're not called "The Human Race" for nothing, right?

Life is a huge race and it sucks that it's true.

Well, somewhat.

I dunno, I'm just a 14 year old being philosophical about sh*t, because my Hidden Depression is making me philosophize more than Plato ever could.

And I feel extremely disappointed in myself for being that way.

Kuddos to me. Hurray. 👏👏👏