Dear Old Diary
Navigating Life's Maze: Reflections and Battles in 'Dear Old Diary'
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Dear old diary,
Addressing a diary with affection or nostalgia.
For the want to live and the fun to see,
Expressing a desire for a meaningful life and the joy of experiencing various things.
With all memory,
Reflecting on past experiences stored in memory.
Some of us use as time machine.
Some people use memories as a way to travel back in time.
It seems a long life,
Life feels long when reasons for actions are unclear.
When you don't catch each reason,
Not understanding the motivations behind one's actions.
When you are not over yourself,
Being unable to overcome personal challenges.
When you're underneath you're brave.
Finding courage despite being in a difficult situation.
I keep hitting and trying to push,
Continuously striving and attempting to overcome obstacles.
Try to crush more bones.
Trying to overcome challenges by pushing oneself harder.
With the devils eyes and my own transfixed,
Feeling entranced or fixated on personal struggles and negative influences.
On the false ideals of success alone.
Criticizing the pursuit of false and shallow definitions of success.
It's getting harder to purse my lips and whistle,
Expressing difficulty in maintaining positivity as life becomes more challenging.
The more dried out I grow.
As life becomes more difficult, losing the ability to express joy or enthusiasm.
I have two hands a clinging firmly,
Holding on tightly to the desire for adventurous experiences.
To the strings of adventure I want to know.
Desire for knowledge and exploration.
There are no silence starting,
Noisiness or disturbances are beginning, signaling potential challenges.
To fear the amazing baron.
Fearing a powerful authority figure or obstacle.
Or the shrunken youth which lets us lie down too long,
Reflecting on the negative consequences of wasting time or being idle.
There are no shrunken home towns.
No hometowns have diminished or lost their significance.
Everything is close and closer sharp and sticking in me,
Feeling surrounded by sharp and penetrating experiences.
Just like the shards of empty headedness you bare.
Similar to the negative effects of thoughtlessness, experiencing discomfort.
Everything is weird and whistling green and pirates fighting.
Perceiving life as strange and unpredictable, with conflicts and contrasts.
Everything is electrically engineered.
Everything is influenced or shaped by technology and engineering.
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