Life

I sit here wishing for another part of my life back. I wish for the time where I wouldn't have to worry about never-ending problems. This is only the beginning of the long, slow process we call life. Something as troubling like moving has proven its easy capable of leaving a dent in my life. I always saw the world as another life. The sun waking up and going to sleep, or the infinite number of cars passing down the freeway like time. For some time it has helped me live a smoother life. But I see now that things like trees or cars don't live a smooth life either. Cars will occasionally crash, and trees will someday fall. This is completely inevitable and there is absolutely nothing I am able to do. I'm only a 15-year-old boy who can't move past something so small, so how can he challenge something so vast? The world isn't always filled with cruel, and sad moments. I need to be reminded of the beauties the world holds. The cars hold people that will go reunite with families, or tree that will provide for the living. The Earth also contains moments in which, us, the living, won't forget. Things like your first kiss, friends, family are all something that will keep you sane. I sit here still wishing for the past, but also wishing for the future.