.:: close the world, open the next ::.

10.08.2003

My aimless writing....

Sometimes I wonder if anyone really understands me. I don't see how they possibly could; I don't understand myself. I search for the answers in everything I do, everything I say. I analyze my own life, forever searching for something, but never knowing what I'm for or what I would ever do if I found this "something". I guess I would conclude that from so many different influences from completely opposing thoughts that I have fallen to surrender to my emotions. I search through the lives of others to find that they have reason. But do I? Why do these questions haunt me so? And, what is this thing I search for? I do not come from a disfunctional family and never have I been scarred from the past. If there is no reason then how can there be fault?

0 comments .::. Lisa .::. 7:38 PM
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