Bitting me..

People come, and people go.. yet, i hope some people would stay.

Can we not extend the time that's left? Time is running fast. So fast. Too fast. It's getting hard for me to catch up.

(uhh.. sure dude, I won't let what's left drown in the shadows of separation.)

When someone leaves, typically what's left behind to stay with you are memories.. just memories. And memories are virtual (for me). They're in your head, and just there.You can't go back nor go to somewhere anytime you want. Nor would it be so cool to have a chair that can hug you back when you feel torn apart. (it's freaky.)

(how I wish you'd stay longer, dude..)

It's funny how a kid's eyes can dry up so fast. It's funnier how a stubborn kid's eyes can get wet by tears.

I'm just a kid. I don't want to grow up - maybe at least not yet. I'm not ready. Being a kid is just so.. uh.. happy. But time, (oohh.. time again.. urgh..) forces me (or us) to grow up. Think. Live on your own. Set your own limits. Make decisions and be responsible for them. Fight your own battles. Stand on your own feet. If nobody's there to be with you, you'd have to survive alone.

Yeah, reality bites.. and so does time.

Trials. Challenges. Obstacles. Walls. Go through them all and you win.

(you will win 100 points! get 1000 bonus points if you get to kill the purple dinosaur! name? barney.)

Can you?

Lies. Tricks. Illusions. Where is reality?

I'm just a kid. I don't want to grow up yet. I'm not ready. I am immature. stubborn. afraid. unprepared. undecided. selfish. wake me up, dear reality.

red clouds and lightning.. ignite my senses, my soul, my mind.

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