A piece of history

Drip drip, my thoughts and ideas just goes down the drain. Like a faucet's leak, over time the current gets stronger. I've managed and found the right words to say.

I've become more selfish and just want self enjoyment. I don't think about the others anymore. Just as long as I'm happy that's all that matters. I've now a life with out depending on people. I've turned into someone who is cold hearted and cruel. The warmth I used to feel with people are completely fading away. I wake up do the things i have to do, and go to school. That is my schedule. I don't see any familiar faces anymore. I want to step more into this world of ours. Tackle it alone, but the only thing i need from those people who gives me warmth are support. Believe on the things i can do. Don't look down on me, for these cold nights you are still the source of warmth. I need to do the things that will benefit me as an adult, then come back to a world more soothing, the world that has embraced me. I'm slowly growing up and i can feel it. Yet I don't feel so happy about it. Age will just add on, and photos that will lock the laughs and the cries that was shared. I want to be with the people who is there for me. I want to know that I have a group of people that will know how it was when i was a delinquent teenager. I'm getting older, but i miss you guys.