Monday, August 21, 2006

Hope is a wishful thinking. At times people hope knowing there won't be any but they call it their saving grace. Hope makes you feel better knowing the worst is yet to come. Just like the calm before the storm. Truthfully, i am afraid to hope. And so i dont, i stopped hoping.That way i am always prepared if and when the storm approaches.



I would be what you call a drifter.I have a drifting soul and it's old. People might never notice but I am invisible. Sometimes i wish it would stay that way.Looking from the outside.But then that would never be the case.



I just realize that happiness lies within oneself and how you see it through your eyes..I sat down just the other day and my family just exudes happiness but my heart just cries..I wish i could just stand in the middle of the roomful of people screaming on top of my lungs that i need someone.The funny thing is people don't see how i see myself..



They choose to believe what they see.I am my own muse that cries beneath her laughter and laugh underneath her tears.I am the master of my destiny and the captain of my soul.....