A brand year has started. Seeing the year ones walking around brought me down my memory lane. Remember the time when i was like them, naive, ignorant and full of dreams, not quite knowing the true colours of reality. Now, a year has passed, i have grown older, wiser and more wary. After a year of struggling and trying, i am only rewarded with occasional small successes, never truly belonging or fitting in. Although, it may seem like a complete puzzle on the exterior, it is actually one with pieces missing in the heart. Sometimes, i am struck with a sense of wistfulness, wishing that i am back in the past where everything seems easier.
In school, everything seems familiar and unfamiliar at the same time. The things that one sees and hears are still as it is but the feelings are a millions times different from those in the past. Everything except for the dmn gang feels different. i dunno why but i always feel that there are whisperings and furtive glances flicked in my way. i wondered if i am just being suspicious or it is really true. anyway, wadever, i dun really care about what u all think.
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