My life is coming to an end
And as I go around the bend
I know I will not turn around
What was lost will not be found
I hope that things will be better
And I guess it's now or never
I'm tired of all this heartache and pain
I hope to never go through it again
Am I making a mistake?
As I cross to the other side of the lake?
I guess I'll never know.
I'll find out only after I go.
Eh... bad attempt at rhyming. But it's true enough. My old life is coming to an end... and I'm going to have to start anew. I don't know what it will be like... but I know I'll have James. And I'll still have my old friends. I hope that's all I'll need... and that things will work out. But I can't keep on living my life knowing that I'll never be trusted again by the ones I've put so much time and effort in, but screwed over all the same. I can't gain that trust back... and I can't live my life like this with that dread hanging over my heart.
Well... guess that's it for now. Comment, if you so desire.
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I use this journal to keep track of where I'm going in life and mainly to let my friends know how I am and what's going on in my life since I can't talk to them always, if they wish to know.
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