I think I've missed my flight. What flight you ask...the flight to my life. Its not that I have a bad life...eventhough somedays I do say "damn this sucks". I just feel like...I'm stuck. I try to change things and it just never works out. I try to find different roads to take only to end up at a dead end. But not before I get my hopes up high. Am I the person to blame? Am I not allowing things to happen for themselves and am I being to overly critical? I used to think everyone on earth was here for a purpose. A purpose we'd never know about until our time here was over or close to being over. As everyday goes by I tend to not believe this more and more. Atleast not for myself. Trust your heart...that saying is hard for me. Because my heart isn't telling me anything. I guess I just haven't found my place and I'm tired of waiting. Maybe, I did miss my opportunity.
