End It All...

Well 75, its been fun. But I'm out. I'm done. I want to forget. I want to forgive. I want to move on like I'm really okay. I want new adventures. With new people. I want to get a chance to start over where nobody knows everything about me. And if Tech can give me all that. I guess its fine. Its only highschool honey. I don't understand the point of living like your afraid to die. Cause the funny thing about this life, is no one ever makes it out alive anyway. So whats the point of being afraid? Whats the harm in laughing it off, forgiving and forgetting, touching the fire again only to get burned. Twice. Who cares if so and so thinks your nuts. Yes. Because coming from them it means something. No. It doesnt. I'm so sick of the bullshit. Oh. By the way. Today was amazing. I need to sing. I need to do concerts, arenas, i'm dreaming of sold out shows on a faraway coast. I wanna sing. I wanna sing. I have a voice for a reason. As long as I believe then, anything is possible and I wanna sing. I wanna let things go from the way that my mind is completely empty when i'm there. and people like it. They dont mind it. They enjoy it. So why should I end it all?