THE THINKING PERIOD: JOURNEY ROADS

1994, I was born a happy baby. A happy baby who had no idea. A bady who had a brain, but yet no idea. A baby who had flawless skin, but no idea. I had my mothers and fathers support , but had no idea. Around the age three, I ate chocolate for the first time, but had no idea. When I was seven, I shared my first kiss , but had no idea. Even as I won many awards and acheived an array of things growing up , I still had no idea. Is being a happy baby really enough? Of course I have a brain, but will I ever use it? I loved my flawless skin, for the two weeks I had it. My mom and dad separated quicker than dipping a bar of soap in your own filth, after you've taking a bath. I really dont think chocolate loves me how I love it; did I mention that Im kind of fat. Girls come and they go, like the desires I have to finally grow; Im only about 5'2 inches tall. What have I really won in this life of my? Who really loves me? Do you love me? All these years I had love completely surronding me even at birth, and I had no idea. Today I want love , because I have an Idea now. To bad for me because now that love isnt there. That love is dry now. To conclude this journey, I now know that when I receive love I will take it ALL IN !!!!!!!!, and appreciate it to the fullest, beacuse nothing last forever, especially when you never even had an idea from the start.