Jellyfish

Sometimes, when I'm reading, when I'm watching something, 
when I'm talking, when I'm listening to music, I can feel my sight
slowly fading. 
You know when you're really thirsty, but you don't realize how thirsty
you are until you get a big glass of water and drink it all? And suddenly
all the water's gone. Then you're surprised at how thirsty you were. 
It's kinda like that. 
I know my sight won't get better. In fact, it's supposed to get worse 
as time goes on. 
I'm told this a terrible situation, everyone says how sorry they are for me,
that everything will be ok. 
Why?
What's so tragic about it? 
I'm thankful for it. 
Being born with bad eye sight, the optimologist told me that my
other senses are just a liiittle stronger then everyone else's. 
I can feel when someone is in the room without them talking
or making noise. Hear something out of the ordinary. I remember the feels of fabrics, objects, things, so easily.
I know how people smell. My suitcase smells like McAllen (: a place I went last summer with my youth group for a missions trip. 
That's where I'll be again this summer. :))
I know what all the different spices in my kitchen tastes like.
My situation is like losing something that'll make you stronger. 
So, is losing my sight a bad thing? 
No. 
Everything else will get better. I'll have, like, super senses. 
A handicapped super hero.
Yeah, I'll be a handicapped super hero. (:.      

Dandelion.

Why do some people think they're better then others?
What does it mean to reeeeally know someone?
What does it mean to be a friend?
Does it mean you know someones name?
Or does it mean that you talk to that person in class daily?
Maybe it means that even though THAT person may not consider
you a friend, you see them as a genuine sincere person, and simply
call them your friend.
Why do some people think art, drawing in class, and expressing
yourself on canvas is dumb?
What if people actually LISTENED instead of just HEARING?
What if friendships were indestructible? And no words, actions,
rumors could tear them apart?
What if you could CHOOSE what happened next In life?
I guess you can kiiiiinda do that, sorts, not really, nevermind.

What if everyone forgave, and forgot. What if hurts and betrayals
were something you could simply crush and throw in the ocean?
And life would just go on, never different.
That could be wonderful, yet horrible.
Wonderful because what's more simple then throwing problems away?
They'd be solved. Nothing to worry about.
But horride because problems shape character. They make your
strengths more distint. And your weaknesses remind you that
you need other people to help you and love you.

What could be worse then an ocean of problems?