I want there to be meaning. I want to see how much it is actually worth. I want to see effort. I want to crawl out of my grave with chipped nails and dirt in my mouth. I want wings so I can fly into the sun. I yearn to plant a tree and find comfort in the shade. I yearn to clean the dust off of my grandma's TV. I yearn to look back and lose it all. I need to slap someone. I need to shake you by your shoulders. I need to cry and scream. I need to tell you there is so much meaning and so much life and we are here to exist until we do not. I need to defy the myths. I need to learn my fate just so I know I have one.
Is that so wrong












