Journal

It's days like these where I feel I can't speak about much

I have so much to say.. but words are so limited

I wish that words could mean more 

Not just a combination of letters that tells people what you feel

I want it to make you feel

Inside I'm falling apart yet at the same time I'm being put back together

A tragic although happy story

People say so many things, how am I supposed to follow them all?

I want advice ... Where can I find the right words?

When will I figure this all out..?

I'm getting tired of telling myself and others that I don't know what to do.

It's Out played.

Just the same pattern I've been casting out.

If it were all a movie.

I'd have my way

I would receive my happy ending

With endless laughter 

& everlasting love

But no..

Here I am.

Living.