The Day I Start Again.

From this moment on, I'm changing the way I feel.

I still don't know how to act, know what so say

I still talk about you like it was yesterday.

But you're long gone, and moved on.

I haven't thought to deeply lately. I try, but I end up too exhausted. I use the excuse of being busy. Pretty lame, I know. Because of my procrastination of thinking about everything lately, I have to have other people tell me about the world. Through music, photographs, and actions. I always thought the only way you could teach yourself and think is by exerting your brain and your heart, and coming up with some material that sounds legitimate and believeable. And then you convince yourself to believe it.

But lately while reading Tumblrs, listening to albums, and watching other people when they're silent, I've learned so much more than I would ever while trying to figure things out myself. The most significant thing I've realized - We need each other. As people. We would all lose any sanity if we didn't socialize. We teach each other. We need the ex-cons and terrorists. We need the shady figures, the disagreements.

Otherwise. What would we have to fight for? Who would we have to teach?

I often wish certain people were perfect, I wish they didn't make mistakes they do. I wish they were so ignorant or oblivious in situations. I wish they would speak up. But then, I realize that that's why we strive. Is to try and teach them, to hope they would catch on. To defy them. To take a stand.

That's how we're energized. That's where we gain our pride. That's how we feel we make differences. Because otherwise...what difference would it make?