As I lay there in bed staring up at the ceiling I realize something. I realize what my life is and how Im running it. My family life is nothing, no one cares for me, eventhough I care for them, I just never show it by rebelling and yelling. I realize Im living a dream.… Continue reading Realizing (true)
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Dazed and Confused
Sometimes when I’m all alone I start to wonder, who am I? I’m no one special now. Will I ever be? I’ve done nothing special. Will I ever? It makes me ask myself why. Why do I lack the follow through of great ideas?