Have you ever looked yourself in the mirror, and just lost your breath and words because of what you are seeing? That image of what you have become, that person you have become. Is it really the person you thought you would be? Or is it just an image of someone else completly.

Are you really happy? Do you feel happy about the person you are and the friends you have around you? Then why do you feel so bad about this. You search for an answer. An answer to why you feel the way you feel, and why you don’t want to fight anymore.

Is this all there is to life? Is it? The world seems so random. And everyone seems so happy, and pleased with life. And then there is you. There is no place for you. You don’t belong.

Tror du har lest mine tanker...

Sier som personen over, du har lest tankene mine.. Vanskelig å gå rundt hele livet søkende etter svar, begynner å tro at det faktisk ikke er noe.