Life...
I have been told that life is what you make it...but my life seems to make its own decisions. I don’t really seem to have a choice in what happens in my life, which is probably a good thing. My life goes at a fast pace. A pace I can’t keep up with, so sometimes it crashes, and so do my spirits. But other times it burns with a fire deep inside of me that makes me and the whole world seen truly beautiful. A fire that keeps my life going, and lets it be a happy life. But then sometimes it goes to fast and spins out of control and makes the decisions for me. Then I can’t catch up, and changes happen and I can’t get used to them in time for the next change and then the beautiful fire stops burning. I get confused. And then...everything sucks.
Written on 20 September 2005 at 6:33 pm
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Quote of the moment:
Up where they walk. Up where they run. Up where they stay all day in the sun. Wanderin' free. Wish I could be. Part of that world