| 4:31p |
*can you help me find that place?
why is happiness such a difficult thing to find? we can spend our whole life in search of it and come up empty handed. paper bills and expensive 'things' seem to turn this world these days. what happened to the simple pleasures, the ones found naturally on earth. you can find it in the soil you walk on, the fresh leaves you smell, the person by your side, the conversations never said that should have been said. we spend so much time searching and searching when it is right under our noses the entire time. "We can only love when we take the time to forgive. when we forgive we will be loved."
I'm so tired of always searching for happiness in my life. I'm always so tired, isn't that what i always say? at nineteen i search for meaning. i've been searching for my entire existance. why must it be so hard to find? when will i find it? time stands still and i look around this warn out room, nothing but 'things'. the only thing that seems to help me are these words, all of these words. these scars are just attempts at hope; freedom. isn't that what we're all looking for?
I think i need a change. I need to help someone who needs help. something to make me appreciate my existance, an experience. i want to help, because maybe in the end it will help me. "life is only really enjoyed when shared."
I'm tired of sitting around watching my life pass me by. Give me something real. |