I've changed so much over the years,
I've matured and became so much more mellow

Everything in my world is powered by emotion, as is all life I believe. Except some, I suppose. One's who feel nothing, but they do feel something- a need. A need to feel something, and they can, all they need to do is try feeling something that doesn't require it to be physical. 

All I can do is think. I never stop, and I have thought so much that it's changing my world into something no one could ever imagine a world becoming.  
I believe...it's called "the harsh truth of reality"