Live
Is it possible?
To go through life and not "live" it?
To have all these different experiences,
and not remember it?
I feel like I grew up too fast.
Did not stop to breathe the air,
take in the scenes,
and absorb it.
Ive gotten to where Ive always wanted to be.
And now its nothing to me.
Been waiting, wishing to get to this moment
I rushed it.
Finally got here,
but feel like I've learned nothing.
Yet I wonder. . .
How haven't I evolved?
Been through all this,
and nothing at all?
I have learned somethings,
but still. . .
I pray mine will never become this ill.
I should have slowed my pace,
shouldn't have been so quick,
to finish this race. . .
I guess thats why I write,
to document it all
but in the end its too late.
To experience,
relive the past. . .
all I can do is "live" the next day,
like its my last.