Why am I stuck in this never ending saga of trying to make people proud of me. This is a very hard thing to deal with, because perfection is impossible . I have found happiness in the eyes of someone else, but without her I feel unhappy. She truly was a love that I felt was lost, and low and behold, all I had to do was try again, and things worked out. I am not sure where I am supposed to be, yet here it is. The crux terminatous if you will. I truly believe that I am destined for greatness, but I am just tredding water, until the next wave to surf. Ahh, the calamity, and the chaos.
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