The Emptyness of our lives
hi, I'm 15 years old, my name is Tim
15 years is not an age filled with wisdom, still I have found my life so boring that everything i do it feels like I'm on auto-pilot. their is no real joy in my life, no real anger, no real life.
as i walk trough town I look att all the poeple that know nothing about, living their small unforfilling lives, wastin them working their asses off to buy shit they don't need. I get scared.
scared that I'm going to end up like them, like the gray ones, because to e thats what they are, it doesnt really matter if they die because it doesn't really matter if they live. then I suddenly realises, it doesn't matter if I live or die. still I'm not going to fall like them. because even if they don't know it they have already failed, failed in life. because in the light of a thousand candles you dont see if one goes out. I have more respect for makrills. dont end up like all the other ones, fuck buisness trips and fuck your comfy home or apartment. go live your life in your way, not in the way others think you should. do something, find a purpose in life, cause I'm guessing that right now, when your reading this, you can really find a purpose in your life. "what do you want to do before you die"
if you can answer that right now, on the spot. you ar neither a fallen nor a gray one, you are living
My name is Tim and I'm still gray