Thursday, February 19, 2009

For some reason, I'd rather be in another state and another life right now.
Nothing is going as I want it to.
Maybe God really IS real, and he's torturing me.
But I doubt that's what it is.

They say, "Life is what you make it," but I don't think that's really what it is.
If that were to be true, wouldn't we all be famous, or doctors, or something like that?
Life isn't what YOU make it; you're life is dictated by what people you don't know think should happen to you.
I mean, if you think about it, getting a job is dictated by someone you don't know thinking you can do the job or not.
School is based on your teacher thinking you understand the material or not.

It's not fair.
I mean, why can't we decide on what our lives turn out to be like?
I can't stand it.

Maybe someone else out there knows; I know for a fact that I don't know.

No comments:

Post a Comment