Life Is Now
... sometimes it's hard to look into the mirror. Do you know these days where your reflection seems to scream at you, that you're old? Where it seems to tell you "Look what you've become"?
I hate these days. Might be because of my fear of getting older. Looking back, I remember what I thought I'd be at that time. I see the things I did, all the goals I reached, all the times I failed myself, and the things that turned out better than expected.
Sometimes I wonder what will become of me. What life will be like in ten years time.
But then again, I'm quite sure I don't want to know.
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