Sometimes I wish I could do a rewind and think what would I have done differently. I just never thought that growing older will come sooner as expected. As each day passes by, wrinkles start to become visible and hair's slowly falling, I come to realize that wonder years are over. I can't even decide whether I've reached my maturity or I'm simply just pressing on the emotions.
I look back and thought of how much time I have wasted doing nothing. Of how many people I shut down to forget the past. On how no one really knows who I am. I'm just simply counting the days that lead me to nowhere. Can it get any more boring?
I am just alone.
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3 years ago