Life is so unpredictable...
A word, a sentence, a hug, a smile. Fall in love, Fall out of love. Hate, anger. Everything is complicated. Everything is confusing. Nothing makes sense. They all tell you its part of growing up, they all tell you that this too shall pass, but you know, you just know that this isnt normal. You know there is something more. There must be something more. A deeper reason, a bigger meaning. Search. Dig deep.
Its like sitting in a dark room, locked up, screaming and screaming and screaming, but no one can hear you, no one is listening. For miles around you there are normal people going around living their lives. Kids going to school, parents fighting, people getting jobs, people losing jobs...but for you time stands still. You kneel down lay your hands by your side and tilt your head towards the roof, looking up you let out one last cry...Will anyone listen. Does anyone hear. Is it part of being young, to be ignored? Not trusted? When are you "old enough" for people to notice you...when are you "old enough" "mature enough" "good enough"
Is this all we are here for, to walk around like endless souls. Like robots. programmed to just do things. No matter how much it hurts, no matter what happens, we keep going. And... we think we have the answer. all by ourselves. We just see the answer there. We say we can handle things, but who wants to handle things alone?
Without love none of us would be here today, so where is our love. Teen suicide. Where is their love? Murderers. Where is their love? Rapists, Druggies, where is their love?... If these people know what it was, if these people understood what they were here for then would they be the same as they are now? Or is the reason the way they are because they dont know what they are here for. And because they dont know, they make their own way, except they cant do it. They cant. They think they have the answers, but they are wrong.
But if we all knew the truth, if we all knew, then not any single one of us would ever be upset again...
But thats never going to happen... Is it...?
But you know thats where we come in. If youth is the future of the world, then this world is screwed. I mean people say that the way things are going when we are adults we wont be able to afford houses. well you know what, the saddest thing is, our kids probably wont make it to adults. Because this world is so screwed up, they think things are bad now, but without making a change then nothing is getting better is it? But when is it time to make a change, how many people have to die before the world goes into panic.
And that whole time there is that one person who suddenly see's, and suddenly understands, but kneeling there in that room, head tilted upward, screaming out for the last time, just hoping, praying that one person heard, that one person heard that could make the difference. And collapsing down on the ground. and ending things there just for another to take up where we left off.
Its time to scream your heart out until someone hears you, until someone realizes...
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