Somehow, I find myself again caught up in the winds that changes too much for my liking. There are things out of my hands, and always it has something to do with the person I am. Sometimes I feel that I am too much of a creeper like one stretching all the way across an abandoned wall to the closest window possible. Looking for life, looking for something i could use.
I literally despise this feeling. Although it makes me feel alive while it lasted.. the end results have made me short of breath and feeling a little big useless, just a little.
Couldn’t my world for once turn in my way even if it means I’ll have to walk blindly til i reach my destination?
If You have One day, One Wish, One way… would you do it again?
I dont know about you.. but I would.
