| Wings |
I think Im getting subliminal messages from everyone in the world to do better in my life. Or maybe it's just me. Either way, it feels as though there is a lot more meant for me. Maybe it's true that everyone says this, but I know I've got an untapped resource somewhere just dyng to be let loose. I want to go crazy on the world. Maybe at the same time, it's just hormones, or the life that I been exposed to so far, but I know that the place I am now is not my home. I guess I can accept that for now seeing as how I dont have to be here for too much longer, but I seriously yearn to travel the world, to meet people, to be a wise old man with a beard. Well, maybe not so much a man with a beard, but I want to be old and wise and wear foriegn clothes and be the one that everyone in town fears and respects. It's kinda like what I have so far has been decided for me. Which is normal, because children arent responsible enough to make their own decisions. Soon enough, though, I will no longer be a child. I can pick my home, my friends, my job, and every single one of my actions without worrying so much about how it may reflect. Reflect on what? Who knows. I know those arent the right words that Im looking for, but I know what I mean. I wish I could fly.
2003-05-13 - 9:43 p.m. |
