I went to college. Realized that everything I wanted existed. Then I came back home. I am empty, and sad, but not broken. I don’t know. I was crying. I recorded this. I stopped. These aren’t for you anymore. They are for me.
I started thinking about why I do this. I don’t know man. I’m just a kid. With some thoughts. And some days I really wonder who do I think I am. But I keep up with it.
Basically I just rant about whatever is going through my mind and sometimes I reach a conclusion, other times I don’t. But regardless I will say something that you probably didn’t think about because…