Posted by Mindy1718 on 2014/10/18 under Uncategorized Before this distraught time, I had written so many stories, poems, etc… Where has the imaginative mind gone from this world? The mind that I once had is somewhere gone away from my head, the conscious mind that wondered so much from the world. Where has that person gone? I’ve seem to have been forgetting that person more and more recently and it’s quite worrisome. Wanting to be the same person as before, where has that hunger for being who I was originally gone? Taking it from time slowly, being unfair, having to sell me bad experiences and why do I keep buying them? To many questions and so many answers yet not answered. The head that is mine has been missing lots of pieces yet again, where are they? Finding them has always been a problem but what’s the point of fixing it if they’re just lost and forgotten? I want them fixed but how? I want to fix myself up once again but the pieces keep breaking to my puzzles, they seem to want to hide and break. Crumbling the pieces of my mind, my imagination, my conscious, my ideas, and the way I like to live my own life. I never liked being lost but I do it quite often actually… Like loving someone for five years to only find out that we could never be together because of our social class. Lifestyles being so different that it couldn’t be accepted. What’s even more difficult is that my family struggles so much that I can’t help much but yet, I could. Seeing the world struggle enough is to take me down, leaving me the doubts of the world ever being so kind to humanity. Or is it us who remain to destroy the earth as she/he disciplines us over and over again? Oh, how the world has a love/hate relationship with us… Well, goodnight people.