Life happens, a pen is enough
Do I deserve to hold a pen on a paper. The thing I mean was am I worth it of writing something aside from study purpose. Maybe I am NOT. But I really want to be as one of some. So, I decided to write for the first time. ABOUT... Why not ABOUT a person I wanted to talk with or ABOUT a thing that I wanted to have with me constantly or ABOUT a moment or a incident I mesmerized or vice versa. I went silent for a spell of seconds. Then, I take the pen and start to write as; To my life, I can still remember the first time I realized that I am living a life, yes it's you. For a moment, I forgot who I am and left behind who I am and just empty out everything. Instead, just be me. "I NEVER WANTED ANYTHING FROM YOU" If I say so, I would be lying. In fact, That would be my biggest lie that I ever did. I wanted, I always wanted. I just could never bring the words out. My voice falling, my heart breaking and my soul shattering. I want something from you, but what I wanted from you....