Every waking moment, what do you ask yourself? Is it gonna be your breakfast in the morning? Your assignments? Your friends? Or even yourself? Should you do this or not? Will this be helpful or not? What if I've gone the wrong path? What if I should've done this? Just what if. Will it still be like this tomorrow? Maybe. Maybe not.
Thursday, December 7, 2017
Day 2
It's breakfast time. How we all love breakfast, from the smell of it until the last bite of your scrambed eggs. Sometimes, you wish it will just last forever. Sometimes, you hope everything is just a dream. You go outside of your house, and you see the smile and laughter of your friendly neighbors. You hear the birds chirping happily from the side. You inhibit the lingering smell of nature as you tend to be one with them. And of course, you hear yourself screaming from within.
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