sometimes i feel lost in this world, i guess all teenagers do, but sometimes i feel like i'm the only one who is actually feeling it, you know? it's like no one else is experiencing what i am, no one else is actually living, they're just... existing. existing as a piece in whatever weird world im being observed in. i realise this sounds ridiculously narcissistic, maybe even a little insane, but i can't help it.
i know i'm wrong, i know it's all real.
at least, i choose to know that.
i just think that... if i'm not sure whether all of this is actually happening, or whether it's just a simulation of a story of a time when humans were real, yet i can still respect people's feelings- just on the off chance that anything i do or say matters at all- if i can still be a good person who tries to do good... why can't they?
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kimimela
Teen Fictionsometimes i feel lost in this world, i guess all teenagers do, but sometimes i feel like i'm the only one who is actually feeling it, you know? it's like no one else is experiencing what i am, no one else is actually living, they're just... existing...
