I am a bottle.
A bottle of emotions ranging from sheer happiness to the lowliest form of misery.This bottle that I am has been shaken and thrown across the room with such great force that it is a wonder I haven't broken.I think it is this forceful journey that brings out the best in us but also introduces us to our most demanding time of life.Is there a break from this forced, unavoidable journey? - No.Is there an easy way out? - I think we would have found it out by now.We think there are cures but they are momentary and they fade.We succumb to the mere confusion that is so contagious. Are we children? Are we grown ups? Who knows?Do we fight this phase or do we surrender?I don't have any answers and I don't think anybody does. We are on a path... but the destination? - Unknown.So what do we do?You tell me.
Okay, I have literally NO idea where that came from.I swear, I'm not high.
A bottle of emotions ranging from sheer happiness to the lowliest form of misery.This bottle that I am has been shaken and thrown across the room with such great force that it is a wonder I haven't broken.I think it is this forceful journey that brings out the best in us but also introduces us to our most demanding time of life.Is there a break from this forced, unavoidable journey? - No.Is there an easy way out? - I think we would have found it out by now.We think there are cures but they are momentary and they fade.We succumb to the mere confusion that is so contagious. Are we children? Are we grown ups? Who knows?Do we fight this phase or do we surrender?I don't have any answers and I don't think anybody does. We are on a path... but the destination? - Unknown.So what do we do?You tell me.
Okay, I have literally NO idea where that came from.I swear, I'm not high.
