the sky darkens at the world moves at an ever quicker pace, leaving behind those with confused hearts and a cluttered minds forcing us all to think, and demand answers, when control is something we strive for but have yet to command, looking for happiness searching for acceptance wanting to be loved, fearing to be hurt, is love fate or is it created, could the answers we seek be in our own minds, hiding and waiting for us to understand that we are our masters and we have absolute control, but with control there is doubt, am i right am i wrong, is this fate or is this more, soul mates, best friends, lovers, or nothing at all waiting for signs that never appear, showing us the way, telling us destiny, fate, or someday. waiting for the power to make up our minds, we have the power it's in ourselves..but i wont let mine out What if i'm wrong, the fear controls us and so we go on. the meaning of life?.why are we here? questions we ask, but the answers we fear for death is the only thing we can depend on, holding our breath, and waiting. hoping to be happy till the day comes along we realize we're dead ..and did everything wrong
Reason for writing:
no real inspraition, i write when the mood strikes me.
Birth sign: Cancer
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