Only Sixteen.

My memory is failing me again. I have sudden flashbacks which I might remember vaguely but still have no idea what was it about and it really scares the shit out of me. I might not remember myself one day. This feeling creeps in again. It's a never ending cycle. I try to grab the bible today, I can't find it. I tried to go to church today, but I stopped myself.

Don't Know Why

People come and go. I need and want courage. The courage to leave those who always try their best to bring me down, and move to a new circle of people who makes me happy and feel good. It's no more a matter of loyalty or patience.