Shadows

Shadows... Shadows... In the world we're living on...
Shadows... Shadows... In the world we're living on...
Shadows... Shadows... We're alone in the world we own...
Shadows... Shadows... We're alone in the world we own...

SHADOWS. There's no way we can run from our shadows of the past. They are witnesses to what we do in the past. Ouuu yes, they were there all the time... Only we didn't realise it. We just treat it as nothing but a shadow. So... what's a shadow? When did it first exist? I don't know. I will never know. As far as I know, shadows will be glued to us until the day we die.

Why is this post about shadows? I don't know. I've done it unknowingly, unconsciously. Digging up my dark past is a dangerous job. I only wish I could erase it from my memory. I only wish I hadn't done what I wasn't supposed to do in the first place. I regret my past mistakes. I will never forget them. It will be a lesson until the day I die.

Don't judge me based on my past. Judge me based on my present and future times. The Chamber of Secrets are safe and sound in my head. But how long can I keep it? Do I have the capability of keeping dark secrets until the day I die?

*Sigh* I don't know what drives me to post this. But it makes me wonder... What's the purpose of living on Earth? To have fun? To eat a lot of good food? To study? To seek knowledge? To die? I don't know. You answer me then...