I’m a 16 yo. The above is a self-portrait created when I was 13. I started writing most of the contents you see here at 13 and onwards.
New Age Type Shit
Life often comes at me like a rush, A stream of consciousness, Raging like steroids and shattered egos. I’ve noticed my music taste reflects that - That heat, that fire, that effort to stay at the pace at which my life flashes by my eyes. I’m at a crossroads, and I know the end of every path, and yet it is so difficult to choose. When I see the trees shining in the gentle glow of the fading horizon, it gives me peace....