I sit back and look at my life, but not like I'm seeing it through my eyes but through a complete strangers eyes.. I realize I really don't have shit to show for the years I've been walking, loving, fighting, fucking.
My dream in life growing up was so fucking simply in my head but as i tell you , I couldn't be any farther away then where im sitting. Pain ,sadness ,disappointment ,loneliness , I've been dealing with all that all my life so that part is sadly getting easy to deal with its the things you haven't seen in here thats getting harder to except or process right, the scary part is I've seen the end and it doesn't make a difference if i change it or not its the same fucking Black "?".
The feeling of needing some one has always been the attraction,they allure if you will of obtaining that all powerful and purest feeling of the most frightening of words " LOVE "...