“Passing Time” a short story by YSN

“Passing Time” a short story by YSN

AS THE NIGHT FALLS

THOUGHTS OF THE PAST CRAWL INTO MY HEAD.

EVERY THING THAT HAS EVER HAPPENED TO ME
HAS NOW BROUGHT ME TO WHERE I CURRENTLY AM.

FOR THAT, I AM GRATEFUL. HOWEVER, AS I LOOK AROUND I
FIND MYSELF FASCINATED WITH THE UNIQUENESS OF EVERYONE’S OWN PATH.

I FIND MYSELF QUESTIONING
WHAT THAT SMILE ON INSTAGRAM IS HIDING.

WHAT FACADE MUST THEY SHOW TODAY?

AS I LIVE MY LIFE, THE REALIZATION OF HOW HORRIBLE
SOCIAL MEDIA IS FOR ONES SELF GROWS TO ANOTHER LEVEL.

COMPARISON EVERY DAY TO ANOTHER BODY, ANOTHER COUPLE, ANOTHER OUTFIT.
IT SLOWLY CHIPS AWAY AT ONES SELF LOVE AND PERSONALITY.

SLOWLY LOSING ONES OWN CHARACTER.
THE IDEA OF “PERFECTION” IS AN AFTER THOUGHT.

THERE IS ONLY ONE LIFE TO LIVE.
DON’T SPEND IT TRYING TO BECOME SOMEONE ELSE.

DAYS GO BY SO MUCH FASTER NOWADAYS.
SLOWING DOWN DOESN’T SEEM LIKE AN OPTION.

WORRYING ABOUT WHAT THE FUTURE HOLDS SEEMS TO BE A CONSTANT IN MY HEAD.

WHILE NONCHALANT FAITH SEEMS TO BE THE EASY WAY
OUT. AM I WRONG FOR BELIEVING IN MY SELF SO MUCH?

AM I WRONG FOR ONLY FOCUSING ON THE PRESENT, INSTEAD OF PUTTING THE
FUTURE FIRST?

WHY DOES MY YOUTH FLY BY? HOW WILL I REMEMBER THESE DAYS?

THOUGH MY QUESTIONS ARE CURRENTLY UNANSWERED, I
KNOW GOOD THINGS ARE TO COME.

GOD WILLING.

– Yanni