Seems to me, that life has become one giant gray area. Maybe it's just my teenage brain confusing me. Or...maybe it's not.
I wonder a lot if it's my business to tell my friend ( all this is hypothetical) that she shouldn't be thinking like that. Should I back off cuz it's her business?
I wonder if I should keep my mouth shut when they're all talking about that "subject" too much...or should I say something because they're becoming obsessed?
Is it just my life that has become gray?
Some people pefer their life to be colorful. I like black and white. It might be boring at times, but you can see clearly. There isn't a haze of random colors blinding and confusing.
One day I know all the answers. The next day I know nothing.
One day I know what I believe, the next day I have no idea what's a lie and what's the truth.
It's infuriating, to wake up, know who you are, then later, wonder if you're the same person you were yesterday.
I don't know if it's my identity I'm trying to figure out. Or it's God's little reminder that I'm falling too far behind him. It's probably both.
I'm not depressed, just confused. I'm not unhappy, just feeling a little unbalenced. I know I'll figure it all out, eventually. I only know this, because I keep going back to the one thing that saves me everytime. And trust me, I need a lot of saving sometimes.
Part of me doesn't even know why I'm posting this. Haha. I want to know what you guys think. If you feel the same way sometimes. At the moment I'm just really confused about a lot. If you have any answers, let me know. =)