Young soul
How do you feel like?
I mean, how can anyone describe that? Words are just words, they dont show what, or how you really feel, do they?
Our lives, they are the mess that we make, we create, and the way we feel comes directly from it.
When you play the fool, you are only playing with yourself, others play with themselves. Thats why is easy to escape from the fight that life brings to us every single day.
I ll be your friend, I ll be your lover, I ll be your fiercest enemy, I ll be whata hell you need. Who ever say such things, is a fucking lier and crazy, right? But maybe, all this crazyness has a purpose, because the truth is that we seek something on others, and we are all afraid to go there and grab it, and there is a clear reason for that, our bruises. The ones we've got when we tried to grab it from the wrong people in the passed.
When you'll finally make the world stop around you, and you get to see the big picture, you will realize what some have been seeing for a long time. And then you will have two choices: You will recognize that that is the most important thing in your life or you will just throw it away, just like some did before you. And we will be here, waiting to see what you will find, and when you get back, we will cry for you, or we will love you.
So go on, be what you have to be, do what you have to do, say what you you have to say, cry all the tears you have kept with you all this time, live what you have to live, and save some of this living to live with who will be important to you in the future.
These are the words from a very very young soul.
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