nature's beautiful music;

20 September 2010

10:02 PM

It's about to be my birthday again. The seconds tick by; I hold my breath. Every minute is like a soft slap to the face. It keeps reminding me of things I'd rather not remember- like the As, for instance.

I'm still breathing, so there's that to be thankful for, but it's scary how I'm not scared. Or maybe I'll freak out in that last week, who is to say?

When I close my eyes, it's my voice that drifts through my mind, speaking gibberish, telling me some known truth that I have no way of really hearing. I'm sure it has something to do with the exams, something to do with the fact that I shouldn't be on the computer, but what the heck. I've heard it all before. Not in my own voice, granted.

I'm still growing up. Time crawls by, as it should. When will I be done growing? Possibly never, but I guess that's the reason for life at the moment. To see what happens. To pray, hope, beg for a miracle, for happiness.

Wow, that sounds depressing.

;treasure them