We are all humans

So its officially not my birthday anymore, i feel good, i think but theres something that really bothers me i mean people always ask hey how does it feel to turn 15? Jeez it feels the same!! you only get older! For me i actually think is a freakin normal day, you get up you go to school you come back, you eat, sleep blah blah blah its the same rutine the only thing that changes is that peopla congratulate you thats the only difference but well enough of this. Yesterday october 10 i really appreciate those who remembered, i really do.. thank you, you are the ones that matter and those who didnt, i mean im not going to have any hard feelings cuz everybody can forget, we are humans. forgetting things is pretty normal. Im not going to be mad at them i will let them realize what they just forgot and learn from it, like a lesson, hoping they remember that i remember almost all the time and im not even over there. But that reason can also be an excuse, well not exactly an excuse, hmm a cause why some people forgot, cuz when i was over there i remember the ones who congratulate me because i was present, standing in front of their eyes, but now im away its more hmm insignificant, well not insignificant, its kind of a harsh word i think the goos word to use would be hmm i actually cant find that word but well i can live with it and move on. I always do and i always will.

Enough anger or whatever it is called lets see im over mexico and i feel alone inside this house with cold walls and full of people, cuz i know all of these people are a bunch of hypocrits maybe there are 2 or 3 that can be saved but i know the rest of them just like to pretend. I really feel lost here, im here for a reason and thats the only thing that matters getting along with these people its just a rock among my way. And in this moments of complete loneliness in my house on my own i feel lonely but i am with myself and nothing else , but in here surrounded by people, I feel lonelier than ever cuz i know this people dont really care of what i do. And in these moments i think of you so something important occupais my head and forget all of that bullshit just imagining that sweet smile all of my pain goes away and all of my anger slowly disappears and im glad it does cuz i stop feeling the need to scream and tell all of those people to shut the fuck up and stop pretending shit they are not, you calm me down and at the same time you make me feel at peace and make me desire that you stay beside me al the time im over here and hold my hand all the time but that wont happen till i talk to you about what i dream, think, desire day and night.

A dreamer dreams of an idea and dreams it will never die*

MQ ......................... -? smm- simply me -M