I wonder, a lot I guess you could say. About life, love, and all the other things that surround a teenage girl's mind. Its hard, having to live with all these thoughts miserably circling, dashing around in my one, small brain. The speed is just too much, and sometimes I'm too slow to hear when opportunity's knocking, or when a cry comes out from the silence, barely audible but still there. It hurts, knowing you could be doing so much better, enjoying so much more. The minutes, washed away, like the pouring rain outside a dark diner in the middle of the night. 1
But eventually, the dark clouds clear up, bringing the sun and its rays of hope. The never-ending "What If" seems to return, and with it, comes the curiosity of a better day. The minutes seem to be frozen in the pure white snow, and time stops, allowing those insane thoughts in your head to be scrutinized, one by one. Then it feels like everything will be alright, at least for a little while.
But eventually, the dark clouds clear up, bringing the sun and its rays of hope. The never-ending "What If" seems to return, and with it, comes the curiosity of a better day. The minutes seem to be frozen in the pure white snow, and time stops, allowing those insane thoughts in your head to be scrutinized, one by one. Then it feels like everything will be alright, at least for a little while.
Author notes
Well, this was probably confusing, very confusing. I'd understand if you got lost, I guess I would too if I wasn't the one who wrote it.
It was a little something to pour out my feelings with, release the anger and doubt.
P.S. If you got this far, good job, you're good at grasping the concept of things.
: in the end, it'll be alright :
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I did not get lost.
I'm offended that someone would.
You wrote this brilliantly; "The minutes seem to be frozen in the pure white snow, and time stops, allowing those insane thoughts in your head to be scrutinized, one by one." & "The speed is just too much, and sometimes I'm too slow to hear when opportunity's knocking, or when a cry comes out from the silence, barely audible but still there."
^^ My favorite parts. They're written beautifully.
Really, though. I can relate to this perfectly. It's extraordianry
YOU'RE extraordinary.
I can clearly see; you're a writer.
xoxo
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Tay
Five hundred thousand applause!
...Or three.


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Thank You. Thank You. *hold the applause*

I'm so happy you liked it
(and didn't get lost!)
And we have the same favorite parts
I read it again after I finished writing it, and those were my favorites also! Great minds think alike!
Thanks again!
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You're welcome!
*Throws a bouquet.* 
Me, too. And I'm so happy you wrote it >.<
Hah!
I agree completely 
Any time!
xoxo
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Tay
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I did get lost, but I liked it. It's good to release your feelings.
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Thanks! Yeah, I did feel better after I wrote this...
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