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[eyeam4ever55]

Sometimes I like to write, because I know no one will really read it.
At least not for content
Nobody ever reads for content anymore

I remember when I used to wish I had the world
That all my troubles would just go away
That things were simple
I realized today, that if this all were so
If I had the world, and all my troubles left me
I would be empty

There is nothing left when you have everything...

Odd.
I mean, to find out that what one thought one wanted,
was not what one needed at all.

To realize, that the goal one has set on a petistool
The one that one has tried so hard to accomplish
When one climbs to the top of the stool
Achieves their greatest goal
Owns everything, regrets nothing
One finds only a glimmer of what had looked like a flood light from below

I wish I was better with words.
Better with explanations

My mind wanders to all sorts of things
but my hand has trouble catching up

I am going to Parsons School of Design next year...
I love to smile
I love feeling the warmth of the sun
I love knowing I have accomplished something
But I hate leaving my love

I know if it is meant to be, it will

All things happen for a reason.

And I will chase my dream till the end of the rainbow
I will follow it to the edge of the earth
And if I find nothing awaiting, at least I will have tried
And I can come home proud of what I have done

I refuse to give up my life long dream for romance.
Even if I am in love.

I'm not quite sure where I was going with all this.
Rambling on, I suppose.