Martha V. C.

I'd like to get to the bottom line on this.
I'm the kind of person who thinks a lot about life.
Boy does it affect me sometimes. Yet there's something about me I don't quite understand yet. My mind revolves around the same thought, "We need to change the world."
This brings me down, finding my problem to be between billions of people living and billions of people dying. It's all of them, against me and my small head. It's too much to pack, it's too much to carry. I get sick, depressed, and I beat myself with these thoughts. I give up at a certain point finding it impossible that the whole world will visit my profile and read any of this. It's not like I care to the whole world, because obviously the whole world doesn't even care for themselves.
I could write a whole essay. and usually I do end up writing a whole lot, just not about me.
I'll tell you my fears.
I'm terrified of failure, depression, and the human mind. You may ask yourself right now, "The human mind? But she needs that."
Well I wouldn't mind walking around for a second without my brain. I wish I could have the imagination of a five year old, instead of carrying this heavy load on my back.
It's just that no one will ever understand that we all need a change, it's affecting people so much.
No,no, I'm not all pessimistic. I simply want to find some happiness and being in high school, watching the lives of my peers day after day, the same routine, it bores me, it secludes me.
People have forgotten what traditions, respect, and love is. Now we have prostitutes in disguise, children thinking smoking is cool, men thinking they can lay a hand on a woman, and the woman letting the man harm her. It's just too far off. I'm tired of complaining. I'll wait for something to actually happen.