I remember how optimistic I was on my first day as a freshman. I remember thinking I wouldn't be such an outcast now that I was at a bigger school. I wonder if they felt the same way.
_________________
-I am the shadow that ceases to be understood.
I scream for darkness, I am the light.
I yearn for passion and for the forever word “immortality”.
To experience life after death, in solitude, in compassion, in love.-