How beautiful it is
To live everyday breathing the warm/cold air of mother nature
I find it fascinating how we simply are living.
Look at those trees; so tall ,with many years
Look at those birds flying so freely in the wind as if nothing were ever holding them back
Look at that girl with a pretty smile, laughing with her friends
Not knowing she is making memories that will last
Look at that boy who is happy he made an A on his test
Look at everything around you; so sweet.
Life is beautiful and I love it!
However, how tragic it is to feel I do not belong here.
A feeling that does not go away; yet, I love life.
A feeling I have felt for many years.
At times, I forget the feeling and I feel like a flower
Who is important and valuable to the world.
When the feeling strikes… It takes me into
Deep spiraling thoughts and
into a slump to where there is no way out.
No one gets me here. Sometimes I want to be gone. Somewhere. What shall I do?
Life is too precious to feel such a way.
How beautiful it is to live and tragic to feel such a way.