Sometimes thinking about the future makes me weary.. but then i realize that the present isnt as bad as what i made of the future in the past.
Didn't get what I was talking about?
Reread it.
Something bad is going to happen soon.. but I live my day as it goes, trying to numb myself of the pain thats about to come.
Maybe I wont feel pain. Maybe I will.
Maybe the pain will spur me to be a better person.
But Id rather *it* not happen than me become a better person..
Because what I will lose is so dear.
You might not understand what I'm talking about. Maybe you will understand someday.
Maybe after understanding me.
Just maybe.