Blue Eyes, Blue Times.

Life, our existence, it's a crazy concept at times, some of us start to wonder why it is we are here on this planet and what exactly our purpose is in all of this? Why do beings like us exist? Creatures so advanced technologically that we gained the ability to destroy our own planet if need be, but not advanced in spirit or heart.
The world, humans, can be a horrible sight at times, the way we treat each other, people just like us who are just trying to live their lives, they'll get teased for being slightly different then everyone else, for not sticking to the social norm, for most of those people who get teased, it'll only get worse from there on, they'll start to think less of themselves and more of others, envy and jealousy will grow in their hearts for the people who had it made for them from the start, why do other people get to be happy most their lives while other people are crying themselves to sleep because they don't feel like they'll ever be enough for anyone or anything? Why is it the life can be so unjust, so unfair? Pain sucks, that's a given, no one likes that feeling in their chests, but the experiences we go through make us stronger, wiser, smarter, They give us insight into things that we didn't understand before, and that some people will never understand because they were pampered growing up.
At the age of 12 I began to get bullied for the first time once I moved to a new city, at the age of 14, I wanted to die, at age 16 I self harmed for the very first time, at age 17 I had no faith in myself or my future, and now at the age of 18, I'm letting life just happen, going with the flow, whatever happens just happens, because I'm running so low on hope and faith that I don't believe anything I do will help my situation, that everything is always going to end up in pain and sadness, that everyone will leave me.
At age 15, as crazy as that age sounds, I fell in love for the first time, I realize that most people don't believe that 15 year olds even know what love truly is, but I've always been told that I'm wise beyond my years, and while I never believed them because if I was so wise I wouldn't always end up in a hole I dug myself into, I did mature faster then most kids, fell in love sooner, the girl, who was obviously my age, was also more mature for her age, she was a sight to behold, beautiful, but she lived miles away in California, and long story short I got my heart broken for the first time when she told me to stop texting her because she had a girlfriend, yep, ouch.
At the age of 17 I took a chance on a girl way out of my league, concerts were never really my thing, but summer of '16 was made by that event, but the blissful high feeling wouldn't last long, and I'd find myself back where I started, just as I always do, alone.
Little weird fact, every girl I've been with, or have been REALLY into all had blue eyes, all of them, and I didn't realize I had a thing for blue eyes until shortly before summer '16.