So i stand on the sidelines.
I see all the people that is in my life?
Why people?
My friends, was friends and is friends.
I see those that has lasted long, those that hasnt lasted, those that i am acquainted with and those that are gone.
Why do my friends do certain things?
Why does the person I talk to now have a philsophical nickname?
Does it mean anything at all?
Do they follow the philisophy?
Why when wisdom is meaningless? Friends are a joy! they are a blessing! they're purpose is undoubted.
Yet they are temporary, so they too are meaningless, a chasing after the wind (yes i took that from the bible)
I've just typed all this in one go.
Even I think I'm a really unhappy person.
I dont quite think so.
I'm usually very cheerful around people.
Yet. well I said it b4.