Hurt, But Silent.

The ever-changing time seems never ending, passing by with every second lingering around like a memory, fading away as seconds replace seconds, until everything just vanishes.

I think to myself, what if I die tomorrow?

I'm that close, any second, minute, day, week, month, year to the day when my life would just...end.

Am I living it right, just passing every second by as if it owed me some personal favour?

Try to appreciate every second may it be sadness, anger, hatred or happiness, to remember every single detail of life.

I wonder-have I made a difference in someone else's life?

Sometimes the hours may pass by slowly, when you wish you were doing something constructive. Look out the window, someone may be doing the same, thinking the same, dreaming the same.

Another life. Oh how I wish I had another life. To start everything over again. To rewind time, to re-do things.

Then again, if everyone else gets to do that, memories wouldn't exist anymore. All will be lost.

Be happy with what you have, cherish all that you love, never let them go.

Muackers,PrissL.