It's sad when you decide one day that you want to take the backseat for once and let someone else drive, when you realize that everyone else is too busy to drive you. For all you daft people, it's a metaphorical statement.
For some reason you stay the same, unchanged for the most part while everyone else seems to advance further in this game called life. Depressing it is, and even painful when some of those folk leave without keeping in touch. Those you thought you were the closest to detach themselves and move on.
It's depressing when they have gone on to find their own little niche's and clicks while you still drift aimlessly around, to stubborn to look hard enough and have the look and demenour that drives people away from you.
And yet, I live, I go on.... wait I don't go on, and slowly crawl forward, hoping that someday I'll arrive at my potential destination where-ever that maybe. Wishing that all of those folk who arrived there before me would remember me, acknowledge me, accept me. That's the most basic requirement any person should have. Is to be accepted......
I have yet to find acceptance. Joy!
Saturday, October 14, 2006
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