“That’s my life. To keep singing on like this.That’s the meaning behind my life. Just like how I have been saved, I will save others the same way. I’ve finally…finally found it.”
I don’t understand why I feel so bitter about certain things. Like friends who yea I loved and still do love but I wasn’t all that close to ignoring me. There is a certain one named Amy, she was a friend of mine from Cali, she was a couple years older than me and a bit more mature than I was at the time. She was always nice to me, and she was always raw and real, said what she felt. It was funny because every Wednesday at our church we would be there a few hours early so we both would just sit and talk about our issues and problems in life. We referred to each other as “emo buddies.” Funny cause something so mundane as just sitting around talking with her are some really fond memories of mine. But hey that’s how friendships kind of are, even the small things can be great memories. After I moved we didn’t talk often, but every now and again she would give me a call and it was great just catching up. It’s been a good year and a half since we last spoke. There was never a fight or anything she just never answered me or my txts and never called again. She ignores me when I try to add her on facebook and ignores the messages on their as well. It just bothers me to no end. I just can’t find a reason of why someone would just drop a friendship like that. I doubt she ever thinks about me and would ever bother with me again. Maybe that’s why it bothers me, makes me feel like I am not good enough.
There will come a day when my name is known by many, a day when I am known as the next big threat to the youth. One day I am going spread message given to me from above, I am the messenger sent to destroy the ignorance of the world. Through my music I will bring back the true meaning of symbols, share my faith, story, and message with those who are willing to listen. I will make the demons fear me. The devil will know my name, and his glory will be turned to shame. One day I am going to make all my enemies and ex-friends pay, one day they’ll wish they never abandon or abused me. One day I am going to expose the truth and sellout all the “leaders” feeding their egos and wallets pulling strings on the hearts of those lost. One day the world will see what it threw away, and how God paved my way. One day I won’t be looked down upon just for being a kid. One day I won’t be so pessimistic, and I’ll destroy the narcissistic. One day…….