Carefree

I can't be. Everyday, I realize more and more how childhood is slipping through my fingers.. just like water. Just like sand.

I feel like I can't relax. I can't be patient. I can't enjoy the moment. It's like today. People can just "ooh" and "ahh" at the fireworks, lean close for the love and warmth of loved ones. But I can't stand anything. As soon as the fireworks begin, I'm just waiting for them to end. So I didn't go this year. I know I'd just think in my head, "When is this going to end?"

Not water on the rug. It's like water on the floorboards. I can't drink in the experience.

Oh, and you know, I've realized that the more people there are, the more you realize there's someone missing.

It's hard to live day by day.

Just to think of it, medicine can only heal you so much. What will heal your heart?