Long GoneA Story by Lizardo Actually, no friend is of mine is leaving me, but I feel like someone will soon.
I don't know why
I don't know why I keep thinking of the bad the stuff Am I a human or a dreamer? Here comes another long story Of how I think, here we go again. I was thinking that maybe everyone of us is sad inside because of the falls that we have or when we feel that our friends are slowly getting away from us. Maybe that is the truth, every time, a friend has to go to make new room for the next ones that are coming, but you still want to be friends. Then comes a thought in our minds, Guessing what the other one might think, oh how the heart breaks within in tears then lets it all out in a rage of mind. Trying to know, what is the wrong from the right when you think, that everything you do is right but what if its not... People change, that is one cold truth. Hearts never change, that is a warm truth But its just how life is going, can't complain, when you're trying to live it to the fullest Every human, is now thinking of something. Think of it? what they might be thinking while there are ones who are crying for the lost of their hearts there are others who are laughing and eagerly waiting for the awesome day to come, then there are others who are being exile to the darkness while others are getting out to the light. Same religious beliefs that others have, different one that humans have. Either way I still don't know, if we are dreamers or humans of our own. What is the great difference you might ask? Dreamers never give up and try to live their dream, while lazy humans are to lazy to do so. Every little things, makes us break. Every little thing, makes us have inspiration to keep us moving forward as the world advances. We're like watchers, slowly watching how are lives change, and how are friends tend to go out to space. But even then, we don't know who has the reason because we think that we all are right. So a friend would go and I would fall. So every little thing gives us away. So look at the world drifting around you. So who cares if you are right or wrong, what matters is who well you take them both into you. So don't be scared because your alive, religious beliefs or not, you have always someone walking at your side So why matter? why matter to the ones who hate. So why feel sad? when the world is painted like a rainbow, and when I mean world, I mean your family and friends. So why? Why why why why? Why does this story matter? Well it doesn't matter at all, but if you took something from it, great. if not, great then. I'm still very hungry.
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LizardoLA , CAAbout21 years now, Just another human in this world. I think I suck at writing, but yet I write to improve. more..Writing
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