I hope life isn't a big joke, because I don't get it

I wish that I could show people what I see. I wish that you could see inside my head and view my dreams and my experiences. I do not expect you to feel or think the same way as I do, but sometimes the words are just not enough. Maybe I am lying to you and myself. Maybe I really want you to see so that you can understand, so that you can see who I truly am. Or am I just loosing my mind with thought?

Live, and let live

Over time it seems we accumulate,
An abundance of thoughts,
A shattered heart,
A gleaming smile here and there,
A toss and turn in the night,
Awkwardness followed with chattering laughter,
Time seems to pass so quickly,
But even after all of this what does it all mean,
What mission do we have to fulfill when entering into this world?
Ah, it is to Laugh, and let laugh,
Smile, and let smile,
Cry, and let cry.
Breathe, and let breathe.
Give, and let give.
Be, and let be.
Live, and let live.
It is the order in which these take place that make you an individual.
So live the life you want to be remembered for.

People living deeply have no fear of death

Often times in our life we are asked the question “If you could have a super power, what would it be?“ To me the answer to that question is easy. I would love the power of reading thoughts and having others read mine. I often find it difficult to express my thoughts and feelings in words, so allowing others to see within me would help me to express myself more openly. In my blog you will get the chance to have the super power of reading minds. You will get the chance to look into the head of an optimistic young teen, whom sees equality in everyone, believes we all have a fate, and believes we all will find a special someone. The mind of a teen with morals, hope, and love. This is my blog. This is who I am.

Optimism

Through life there are many lessons that help shape our character and mold us into people. These lessons you cannot possibly learn in school and you take them as they come, and never forget them. They come from our everyday experiences where we encounter the hustle and bustle of the day. They teach you right from wrong, how to live, and how to belong in today’s society, but most of all they teach you about yourself. These lessons will stick with you forever, and will help you to find true happiness within. If there is one lesson that all should learn it is that life has its difficulties, and all though times may be rough, they will get better, there is always light at the end of the tunnel. As long as you hold your head high, and look to the sky things will always have a positive outcome. Optimism is one thing all should have; it will keep a smile on your face and help you make it through the day. Optimism is the foundation of courage, hope, and happiness. This lesson has made me stronger, kept me going, and has followed me through life thus far. It is one of those lessons you teach yourself. A teacher cannot possibly teach you how to live your life. It is up top you to live it with optimism. To be able to know you are indispensable in this world, will be the encouragement you need to strive for true happiness.

"If Only"

“If only”
By: Jonny

Fingers interlocking,
Hearts throbbing,
Eyes glistening,
When I hold you, I am complete.

The stuttering in my voice and awkwardness in my smile,
Is because I can’t control myself when I’m around you,
My heart takes over.

I walked you home one night, what a cold night it was.
I wrapped you in my arms and told you I would never let go.
The dim streetlights were all that guided us to your apartment.

When we arrived,
We stood at the entrance and starred into each other’s eyes.

A drop, a drop of rain fell from the sky and landed on your forehead.
We did not even blink,
We stood there as clouds dumped buckets of rain onto us.
Nothing could tare us apart.
We both looked up and starred at the starry night sky and in an instant,
My alarm went off.

If only I was lucky enough to have a romance like that.

Behind the Mask

Jonny tried to live a life of few regrets. In his head, he was a simple teen who had simple pleasures. Unfortunately, our dear Jonny was fooling himself. He was a more complex individual than he gave himself credit for and his needs exceeded him. If you had the ability to look inside Jonny’s head, if you could explore the archives of his inner thoughts and feelings, you would know just who Jonny really is. He walks the halls of school wondering what lives the people around him live. He spends his lunch watching kids eat alone and wonders why someone has to endure, what some call a social outing, in the lonesome. An overwhelming feeling of sadness comes upon him while observing. He contemplates what others think of him, but knows that their opinion has no value. He knows that who he truly is, is someone most do not know. He laughs and makes jokes with his friends, they smile, and share a few moments together. When he returns home, he does his daily routine, which is the norm of most teenagers. The one thing that seems to always be with him is his thoughts. Sometimes his thoughts catch up with him and he feels as if he cannot get them straight. Jonathan wishes he could spill his thoughts onto an isle and create a masterpiece with them, just so he can see the true meaning behind the mask.

"A thousand thoughts a minute"

“A thousand thoughts a minute”

[Inspiration for blog title]

By: Jonny

A life, a life so imperfect.
However, I am not one to complain, nor stray away from moving forward.
Things bring me down, down so low that I feel as if I am underground.
Thoughts of life fill my head without control.
I might just reach my toll.

Nevertheless, keep it together.
Do not cry; hold your head high.
Move forward, never backwards.
You are but a desolate soldier in this war called life.
Never surrender, ever.
You can win this battle.

Wipe away the tears, and put away the fears.
This is nothing but a game and it does not take very many points to win.
Do what needs to be done to get through the day.
And never take life seriously.
No one gets out alive anyways.

We are nothing but teenagers that are made out of clay.
We live day by day being molded into what we soon will be.
Take bumps in the road as the molds of your future.
They will make you.

Nobody is perfect and thinking you are just makes you ignorant.
We all have flaws that make us individuals.
As a heartbroken lonely girl once said,

“Despite everything, I believe that people are really good at heart.”

I may have 1,000 thoughts running through my head a minute but as Charlie once uttered please believe that things are good with me, and even when they are not, they will be soon enough.

In good company

It is a warm summer night. My family is asleep, my friends are out doing who knows what and the only thing keeping me company is my thoughts. I do not know why I am here. Am I even here for a reason? I would like to think I am, but then again no one really knows why were put onto this earth, or even placed into this species. If I had it my way, I would be something less stressful like a goldfish. We have so many choices to make from the moment we rise out of bed until we rest ours heads. We are constantly judging others around us. Even if you deny it, you are. We all really want one thing; happiness. Do not ask me how to get it, or find it. I am still searching myself. I like to think everyone in this world has a heart. I do not think everyone really wants to cause harm or hatred onto someone, but I have a feeling I am wrong. What is wrong with us? Sometimes seeing others act in hate gets me sick to my stomach. I think we watch movies about love and happiness just so we can pretend were the characters in the film, at least I do. I often ponder what my life will be like when I get out of high school, I think I have high hopes though. I like to think of myself as a good person, but sadly I think good people don’t exist anymore in today’s society, and if they do they’re all living under a bridge somewhere. These rambles almost seem meaningless but they actually help get out frustrations, and it helps keep my thoughts in order. I do not know why I write, but I actually enjoy it. My friend pointed something out the other day she said that she often skips through love songs, acting like she’ll never need them. She said that more than anything, she was running from them. I honestly could not agree with her more. Well I suppose this is it for tonight. I honestly wish someone would sit me down and tell me what the meaning of life is, but I guess I am going to have to find out on my own, Good night.