Are we all lost somehow?
Between all these responsibilities and the plants of expectations that we sow the seeds of.
Trying to find ourselves amongst the lost; searching for just that one clue that will guide us. Waiting for help, between the helpless; we are the creatures of our own rise and fall; acting as if we have our lives together, when in actuality, maybe, it’s falling out piece by piece.
So, where do I find myself? Do I search for answers or do I create questions? None of those matter anymore, as I am not moving forward.
It’s hurtful to watch around, to see so much potential around and be the one who feels lost at cause.
Growth is such a beauty, but like a plant, a difficult process to grow. So, do I follow the path laid out, or do I pave my own?
Being myself matters to me the most and I am sure I will choose a path of my own.
Life Design 