confessions-of-the-youth-outcast

Since i can remember there has always been somebody in and out of my life, wether it be a friend whose moved on, a realtive whose passed, a mum who can't decide what she wants either way or just those people that change and move on or simly fall out of your life, often without a second thought. Some of these people i don't ever get to know, some of them i know better than i know myself, some of them just simply exsist at the moment, no past, no real idea of the future, carrying on each day without a second thought for tomorow. And it makes me think...
Every single one of these people add something, a little something or something so huge its uncomprehendible, to my life. They make me smile, they give me a memory, they just make my day or they hurt me, they make me cry then walk away before they see the pain but no matter what they do they make a difference to my life. So i wonder..do i make a difference to anyones life? Do old friends ever stop and think what we had or what we could of had...do they move on and ever think about picking up the phone, just to call and say hi? Do i even make a difference to the lifes of those that i see every day, that are me at this present moment..do i add anything to their lives, any thing worthwhile? Do i make people smile?Do i make people cry? Do i hurt people and don't even realise? Do i make promises and then break them again, leaving that gap? I hope i do make a difference, a good difference...even if its something as little as a smile...but then again hoping, like wishing, is a bad habit...because chances are at the point you least expect it your whole world might just come crashing down and all those hopes are a strange painful sort of reality... when you realise all along you were nothing...

'' I see people come and go from all walks of life.

They all leave a bookmark in the story that i write...''