Disenchanted

"Nothing is predestined: The obstacles of your past can become the gateways that lead to new beginnings."  --Ralph Blum

Never did I learn to keep away from the past and just move forward. Maybe, it had just came to the point that nobody likes me, and I kept on trusting myself to do better things. I don't know what happened to me for the past few months. I've been so lost and I can't see the right path which could lead me to my own happiness. I need an inspiration, maybe a person that could be right by my side whenever this world is giving me risks I couldn't hold on to.

School gives me shit. I want to go away, but I couldn't. I know school is made for people like me to become educated. But in my own insight, high school is where you learn how to survive despite of them pulling you back. They've said that you'll meet your bestest and truest friends in high school. I'm afraid, but I have to disagree because I'd never met the person that I'll call my best friend. High school taught me how to be selfish, and to just care about everything I'll do.

I learned to change that. To change the fact that i'm becoming a selfish humanoid. I learned to be kind and to be true to myself even more. But in instances like this, when you're trying to be the true you, everyone will leave you behind. Outcast is the perfect word to describe me. All this time, I never had a true friend. All I have was fucked up bitches that all do is use me.

Last year, I thought I've found me. But I didn't. Last year was just a quick glance of a beautiful life. Not perfect, but a life full of contentment. Life back then, was easy. But now, everything had changed. I've found something that I'll never forget my whole life.

It's already my fourth and last year in high school. I'm already a Senior, and I live in a well-fucked up society. Life in there is unfair. The undeserving gets what they want, while the deserving doesn't get what they deserve. Losers in this lifetime are true winners. I never should describe it in that way, but high school taught me how. My life now is lame, now more climax and happy endings, just nightmares and tragedies. Everything seems to fall unto places it shouldn't.



Story of My Life.
You're just a sad song with nothing to say about a lifelong wait for a hospital stay. Well if you think that I'm wrong, this never meant nothing to you.




--Angela Domingo
Still living, still breathing.