But I didn't...
I'm kind of depressed now...
Maybe tomorrow?
So I was thinking a few nights ago.
Didn't feel like writing it down.
BUT I was thinking.
My mom was watching this... Ancient Alien thing.
Like how the ancient people could build all this stuff without electionics.
And I was thinking in my head
Let it be
Somethings are better as secrets and mysteries.
But these people were blabbing on about
Aliens
And
Other Beings.
I could understand that
But really?
Maybe they just didn't write everything down
Maybe we lost it
I don't know.
Then they're saying
Everything Happens for a reason
And that's when I really started to think.
Everything happens for a reason?
Who's reason?
I guess if you're really religious
(Which I am not)
No offence.
You would say God's reason.
But what about your reason?
You have control of your body right?
You could commit suicide at any moment if you wanted to
You could go to texas by walking if you realy felt like it
Who says you can't?
SO this is what I thought of
Everything happens for a reason, but that reason is your own.
And then people are talking about how You're sexuality is a choice
Well.. Yeah it's choice,
You have a choice to look like a pig for all I care
But the who "You can chose to be gay" thing
Uh huh.
I don't think so.
That's like saying
"Huh, maybe today I can fly"
Not going to happen unless you chose to grow wings
Which is definitely not happening.
Being straight of gay... You're born with it.
You come to the conclusion throughout your life
Not by waking up one day saying
"I think I'll go straight today..."
Well, I guess you could do that
But that's beside the point
You can't chose who you're attracted too
It just happens
Strange how a 14 year old can put so much thought into this in a few hours
Yes, I said it
I am 14 now
How was my birthday?
Could have been better.
But I don't feel like explaining that now.
Have you ever looked through a bunch of trash in your house
Stuff that's been lying around for years and you just haven't cleaned it up?
Well I cleaned my room last night.
I know! I cleaned my room!
Well, I like my room clean,
So I do it everytime I feel the need to clean it.
Which is...
Every...
3 weeks?
maybe each month?
My room isn't that dirty.
So i was looking through all my stuff
And I found this paper
And it just suprised me what was on it
I'm not sure if it was a poem
Or if I was really saying it.
But either way, I wrote it down
And it meant something
"Today's the Day
When I stop crying
Maybe not today
But that Day will come"
It may see like a bunch of
Nothing to you,
but when I read it
It freaked me out.
What happened?
I can't remember.
It's so...
Strange.
That day will come...
Maybe it already has.
Live well.
Breathe well.
Don't look back.
