| For so long have i wanted to just pour out everything and not even to anyone, just to the air. like a retorical question. something that you don't expect an answer for. just to say it. like how nothing seems like enough to me. how i must be awfully selfish to not be satisfied with everything in my life. I just feel so incomplete with it. and i can't even explain what it is. i just don't know. i find myself searching for a reason to not just run away and leave this all behind. the only thing that stops me is the fact that i would just be taking the cowards way out by running away. I kind of feel like im trying to run on water but i just keep falling in and i can't understand why. And at the same time i keep hitting the ground. its not even that this makes me feel sad but really more confused. kind of a feeling of me sinking into that water and looking up and wondering when it will be my time for someone to save me. maybe one day it will be my turn and if thats the case im more than happy to sit here and wait. |
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