pain

sometimes its just so difficult to breathe.

im starting to see the different shades of life right now.

the kind you experience when you feel all grey out,

the kind that shocks you when the brightness blinds you.

and the piercing redness of pain you feel when u get hurt feeling all hurt and devastated.

and you cant make it out if its the thin strand of hope you are hanging on by the sense of helplessness,

or if you are just falling through the darkess.

when you are young,

you just wanna grow up quickly.

to learn to understand things that you didnt understand,

to know things that you didnt know,

to do things that you werent allowed to do,

and to be responsible of yourself.

now that you have grown up,

you just wish that you were that young,

dont why to understand why things are the way they are.

to know about some things that you wish they werent,

to do things that you dread to do,

and to be totally responsible of yourself.

the world is cruel and cold.