22 may just only be a number... But as time draws closer to twelve midnight... I had a slight fear and panic in me. It felt as if I missed a lot a few years back and I will probably still going to miss them. Sometimes, life to me seems pointless. I live because I have to. I already miss being 21. But time doesn't wait or freeze. In less than an hour, I'll be 22.
I guess I don't really want to grow up and old. I still want to be a kid again - with no worries or responsibilities. At least, all I know, a kid rarely judges people. Everyone's a friend.
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