Bleak and Grey

[Song: Ghost by Ella Henderson]

As my birthday approaches, I once again contemplate the bleakness of life.
During a moment of depression in my English II class, I contemplated the fruitlessness of life; We live to die; we are born to die; we eat to die. There is an endless cycle of death looming in the distance. So many ignore it and claim to “live in the now.” The truth is this: they throw their lives away for fleeting moments of excitement. I wake up for the fleeting moments of happiness when I’m buried in books. Yet it never lasts. And soon I will pass into another year of bleakness and torture.


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