January 2012
212 posts
December 2011
52 posts
I was once told by a wise man I knew back in Michigan: ”You are the pilot of your own destiny. Make it matter.”
Should this be the case, than someone else should probably assume command of the navigation of my future because right now it seems like a blank canvas dream.
Where have the years gone? Seems like just a year ago I was 14, struggling with every aspect of my life, and barley making it by. Seems like just a few weeks ago I was 16 and contemplating taking my existence from the earth. Now I’m 17, and on top of the world. In one year I have to leave the places I’ve grown up and start my own journey with no one but myself.
Where did my childhood...
December, despite favorable circumstances such as Christmas and my birthday, is consistently the worst month of the year for me. Every year it seems to progressively worsen. I get to watch my family open up numerous extravagant gifts, and I only receive one “compound” gift because of the timing of my birth. My finals get more complex and challenging because for some idiotic reason I...
I wish I could say I’ve never been one to complain.
I wish I could say I’ve always been thankful.
I wish I could say I enjoyed or even had a childhood.
I wish I didn’t have to grow up so fast.
I never got the chance to appreciate the little things…
I grew up to fast.
And now look at me.
Chipper to the naked eye,
but miserable underneath this false sense...
One of those days.
No accomplishment or measure of greatness can make me feel of worth.
Guess thats what I get for quitting my meds.
