So it begin..

I grow up thinking a lot and out loud.
It is my nature to question life as life had questioned me,
The existence of human nature is mysterious,
Why am i here and why are u here?
I questioned things that confused me,
I see and feel things differently,
I know what am i capable of but i'm not in control of it,
Striving for the greatness in life and yet in the end it won't last,
nothing last in this world, death will come to meet us,
the only thing that i feel worth living is to appreciate the people around you,
it is them that makes you feel alive and belong.
If only i can see things differently,
If only i can have a simpler thought,
If only i know how to satisfy my needs and curiosity,
If only i know how to shut my feelings,
I won't be this miserable, i won't feel this lonely, i won't feel like a freak...
I love my life and i appreciate my life. It is just that there is one point where i dont want to feel anymore because it is burning a hole into my heart, I can feel the wound inside my heart is getting bigger and deeper. I hate this feeling and i hate the fact that my feelings had over powered my brain.