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I've sometimes felt, as life goes by, that there are too many sides with
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me that nobody but me will ever know, and I've felt that there are sides
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with me that I don't see. Many people think I'm just a dreamer, a lazy
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boy, but I'm not. I just feel that too many people let their life go under,
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too many people spoil their lives, just because they don't know what they
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want. And when I see you, I see such a person. A person who doesn't want
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to see himself in the mirror, a person who wants to be someone else. It
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scares me to see you in that way, because I don't know if my wishes for
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you will ever become true, and I don't know what you really want. You've
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changed, I can tell. From the very first moment I met you, you've changed.
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And you've changed in a way I know, because you've changed much the same
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as I did, and I still do. But I've had hard times, times where I don't
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know what to do, times when I just can't stand having other people around,
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times when I just want to go into my self and think. See what I can do
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to change this rather grey world. Because I can't see any good point
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living the life we do in this world, where every thought is counted as
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profit or loss. I can't see any humans around, just walking creditcards
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with much or little money. And I don't think I like that, and neither
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do I think you do. Correct me if I'm wrong, but I've just seen to much
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of you just as I think others did see me.
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But there is one side I can't face, and thats the side of saying
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nothing. I don't know how you manage it, sitting there at school,
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receiving a test, and seem to bother less if it went well or
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not. No, because what I see then, is a human, trying to become a machine,
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a machine without feelings for it self or for people. What I see is a
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human, trying to be a machine which just thinks in profit or loss. I
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don't want this to happen to you. Because that wil never lead to any
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good, nor will it lead to any true happiness. You've got to let out your
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feelings, even if other people are watching you. Why should you hide
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your self? You're born to be a human, not a heartless machine. I want
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you to see the sun go down one night, and see it go down as a beautiful
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thing, not like a loss of profit because of the loss of day. So if you
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get a good result, live it out, and enjoy it as long as you may. And
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if it goes bad, learn from it, but do not forget to live it out as
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it deserver. Because you'll get over it, you will.
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So, when you have read this little thing, do whatever you want to
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do with it, ignore it if you truely want to become such a machine, like
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those you see around you every day, or learn from it, and be a human.
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But remember, whatever your choise may be, I'll always be your friend.
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Even if you deside to disable your feelings, and disable your chance to
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be one.
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