The way I see things is clouded and blurred. My life, not yet determined, open like the sea, is delicate in my hands. Those paths I followed and signs I obeyed lead me to this place of wonder and question. I cannot see; I am blind to my destiny and the notion of changing it seems senseless, For the future is beleived to be predetermined. But in my eyes it only grows and descends into the product I influence it to be.
Reason for writing:
I wrote this one night when I was wondering about my future. I kept thinking and wondering what it would be like...but I realized it would only be what I make of it....there really is no destiny..we are constantly changing it everyday with our actions,thoughts,and words. I realize it is all up to me to make effective choices.
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