Wednesday, August 6, 2008

Then i realised..

This is nothing special.

This is not what I want.

I'm boring.

I'm made up.

I'm alone.

I'm made of fear and agitation. living the same way as millions as others. I will never have what I want. I will only ever be happy when I have... when I am...

I'm not going to be famous. I'm not going to be infamous. I will accomplish nothing of note. I am nothing special.

When did I become so boring.