Starting again

In this bizarre, never-ending world, I'm looking for anything to anchor my life on.

What were once "wonderful days" are now fraught with disappointment as the years pass and time slips away.

The day after tomorrow comes and goes, and my desire to advance keeps growing.

Even if it's miles away, the life I want right now is getting closer by the day.

I've always desired something to live for.

This small person is not who I want to be anymore.

My existence has been based on what other people believe.

Every time an eye would blink, I would like to go back and do everything over again.



I struggled to become the person I am and the person I want to be.

I have to constantly tell myself that one day, when everything is just a game and life is so gentle, I will be free.

Now that times have changed, I understand that nothing is fair, and occasionally it feels like no one even gives a damn.

It seems as though no one is interested in what I believe is best for me or how I believe some things ought to be.

I realize now that I am mostly on my own, and I am aware that many of the things I am capable of will never be known.



I constantly consider what I am unable to say and what I must keep to myself, which only makes my thoughts more intricate and in-depth.

I'm hoping to learn more about who I am and what I'm intended to become soon.

I need to know my destination.

I don't want to be reminded of my origins.