12:30 AM.

Supposed to be asleep.
But here I am venting out my emotions in words for alot of people to see.

Why do I do that in the first place?
No exact reason why.

Maybe I do know.
It's just not clear to me.

The more I think, the more inspiration hits.

Why can't my bed just be amazing during the night and not in the day?

Then again the stars do look pretty tonight.
I love everything about the night. Or should I say midnight?
Well, minus the scary sounds that I would hear from time to time.

Either way,
I'm out doing late night thinking.

Sometimes late night thinking gets me somewhere else.
Like the future for example.

How funny that we used to want to grow up, wanting to be alot of things but then realizing the harsh truth that it isn't how it seems.

It's not easy.
I understood that years ago.

Yet there's still alot of things I've yet to find out about.
More on Friendship, writing, poetry, painting, music and alot more.

I have alot on my mind right now.
But I'll just close the windows and try to go to bed.

Ending it all at,
12:40 AM.