I'm scrambling around for a purpose,
and coming up short.
what's the point of moving forward?
looking back on the past,
because I can't face my future.
trying to rationalize taking up space on this planet,
but I can't find a excuse.
what am I supposed to do?
who am I supposed to be?
Ask me who I am today.
I'll answer no one...
1 comment:
when you search for a purpose, what you seek you won't find. because meaning for purpose comes in time. the past may seem inevitable, but it's really just there as an obstical to over come and move forward when it's over come. life may seem lonely, cold and hollow as people stop and stare with beady eyes as you lay on the ground bleeding out. watching as they stop for a monent, then continue on thier way like you're not there, like you're just an inconvinice so they cant just stop and ask if youre ok. instead of focusing on your future, focus on your present day, and move on from the past. no matter what you did, or what you said... that's over now, and there's so much more life to live. so many more people to meet. and so much more time to learn to love and be happy, despite how much you've been hurt.
-kt :D
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