How do I know I'm gettin older?
I always had big dreams. Even back then when I was a small child. I always imagined how we played with my friends, what I wanted to dream about.
Then I started imagining tales. About myself about others. If I could write down all the things I ever imagined. But I can't.
After a while I was feeling like my friends turned their backs on me. The I started thinkin about what if I turned my back on them? What if they were never my friends? What if I hurt them unknowingly? So I started imagining about friends who never leave my side who I can talk to about anything.
Then came the teenagers worst enemy: love.
I wanted someone who loves me like no one else. Since that there is a guy's voice in my head whenever I think about it I feel like I'm not alone.
And I'm still a teenager.
Some say I'm matured to my age, others say I'm childish. Well I don't know. It's about how I woke up that day.
By now I have a world where I can hide from anything. It might not be a solution but it's easier than anything else.
But I nearly lost it. I didn't but nearly. That was enough to cause nightmares for weeks.
Day by day I see the world grayer and grayer. Art is what keeps me up and makes my days more colourful.
I may paint...listen to music...sing...write poems, theorys and tales. Maybe I'm just trying to bring those dreams to the real world this is why I try to write, draw or sing. Art is a gate to the infinity.
I wish it will hwlp someone or just keep you up.
It doesn't matters what others say. The important thing is to know who you are.
Keep up guys. You are doing something good.
Never give up, never lose faith and never ever forget who you are.
Even tough you dont believe me it's true: there's only one of you.
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