// Society Killed the Teenager//

What does it be mean to exist? To be remembered? To do as much as you can? I don’t know anymore, I thought that if I just enjoyed the day for what it was I would be happy but it doesn’t anyways work that way and being happy does not mean existing. Is it even possible to exist, to feel like you are a person in this world of millions. It doesn’t matter whether you party everyday or live your life in your room alone. You are just a person, you will die, and the world will just continue. The world doesn’t care if you exist or not.