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| Disclaimer: photo not mine. |
I watch the days drift by…wind blowing, the leaves swaying. I’m stuck around the corners of my room… waiting for night to come…trying so hard to see the stars amidst the glaring streetlamp…waiting for the moon to show up that’s hiding underneath the clouds. I’m looking for something so vague…so distant. I know for a fact that I’m wasting my time just hanging around. I know there’s an opportunity for me out there…there’s a lot actually. It’s just that…I’m always been this girl who’s so afraid…been through much (but not a lot) but still afraid…always holding back…always deferring those chances. It’s been three months since I last wrote on my journal…no follow-through’s yet…and it’s long (who knows how long) since I wrote a decent entry on my blog. Who cares anyway, I don’t even know if there’s anyone reading it… nevertheless, I’m still on this constant search… search for something I barely know… I think I’m gonna go nuts just by lurking around this place and doing absolutely nothing…at least nothing I have planned. The last time I looked up the sky and saw the brilliant stars, (that was when the lights were out for about a minute)…then I saw those stars, then at that moment, I found peace inside… Now, I’m waiting to see those stars again (seems like they’ve been hiding all this time), to feel that stillness once more…and hoping…and praying to heaven, that I’ll be able to see the path that’s laid out for me. I need to know… I need to start moving…because if not, I might not be able to get away…if not, I might be stuck here forever…
