Melancholy and The Infinite Sadness.

We are the sons and daughters of a revolution, revolutionaries walking us out of oppression and into a no-low promise land. And this leaves us with a great sense of sadness dwelling inside our soul. No one can explain where its' coming from or where its taking us. We just know that something is lost, but somehow we are lost, lost. And this, my friend, is the Great Depression.

I feel this immense, emptiness. Like i'm living my life lesser than i should be. I feel like everything i should be doing is waiting for me, like i can't catch up. You watch teenagers become who they will be for the rest of their lives. Some, get sent away for doing tedius, but dumb, things. They will be the men and women we watch be put to death, if they dont do something to save themselves soon. Others, grow tired of life by a mere 16 years old. Who knows how long they'll last outside the walls of high school.

i like my life. i am content with who i am. i just feel like i could change things. I feel like i could be doing so much more. But nowadays i have so little effort, it seems useless.

I have to beat the infinite sadness that claims so many lives.
i have to become my own human.
i cant let this growing heartache take my life.

Things will change. i promise.
die. young. and. save. yourself.