My words are horribly put together and thrown onto a screen with no thought put in at all.
I'm really beginning to lose my touch with the useless vocab that I have.
Never changing but never remaining the same,
I take many shapes and faces, pasting them onto myself and calling it me.
Saturation of my surroundings is one thing, but being completely naïve is another.
I wake up each day not knowing what I was put here for,
And yet I still continue.
It's possible to just give up hope and leave this all behind.
Give them all the credit for what I was doing each day for years, my lifetime.
Choices aren't made over night and it hurts like hell when I know you don't believe in me.
You're my hero through thick and thin, I hope to be half the man you are one day.....a dream I have that inspires me to do better.
You have little to no faith in me, and this is one of the first times when it's come to this, I have to do it all on my own, with no support whatsoever.
I'm going to succeed, everything will turn out to be ok, and I'm going to PROVE to you that it IS me accomplishing something.
One more chance I have to make my life happy.
That's all I want, is to be happy.
Happiness will fulfill me.
Each time I think of the less fortunate, it gives me hope, strength and faith that I can continue on my path.
Silence from others will only make me stronger, and build up my confidence knowing that no one cares, that no one thinks I can do this for myself.
You will see, I'm going to prove you all wrong.
I'm taking my shot, whether it be on target or not.
Reach for the stars and dream big is what I'm going for.
Maybe one day I can help you to see through MY eyes,
And maybe you can step back and realize....
You've raised me right.
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