To know is to grow... but how am I supposed to grow if I hardly ever know... what I want? That is the question... but for some reason it all just feels so dead to me... trying to find the right words to write in some lines when really all i am doing is wasting my time..
no words to truly portray it ...when I hardly know what I am saying... the feelings I feel may or may not be real... but ill never know what’s in it for the taking because risk is one thing you won’t see me making.
Had to find out the hard way– so learn from mistakes is what they say... but for some reason I can’t seem to stay away from what got me here in the first place.....
maybe it’s just karma’s way of telling me what I did in my own way ...wasn’t the right way... so I am trapped like this until I feel this out—how to over come each and every doubt... which is what I am trying to figure out ...which leaves me with these questions as to why I am even stressing..when really I need to be progressing... but yet I still sit here guessing....