It hurts.
I feel that our bonds are breaking.
They're hanging on a single silver thread that's threatening to snap.
I don't want it like that.
I wish there was a way we could go back to the time when everything was fine, and when we were all happy with the slightest care in the world.
I don't want it the way it is now.
It hurts so much.
What happened to the communication? What happened to the communion? What happened to the concern? It's all crumbling in the hands of time, isn't it. Like a time piece made of sand, in the hands of a marble god who smiles at the fate of all who suffer.
Well, I'm suffering.
You smiling, now?
I don't know what to do. I don't know how I can strengthen this paper thin foundation where our happiness rests on. What. Do. I. Do?
Where do I go from here?
Get into University, get a degree, get a good job.
I know.
I know.
I know.
But.
Yet,
I don't know.
I have no idea.