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Sunday, 26 August 2007
What-ifs?
I've been sitten here for the past hour thinking about what to write. You'd think with everything I have on my mind, I could write something down.
And I can't. Thats a first.
I want to write about so much but its all confused in my head. One thing after another: future thoughts, planning, regrets, what-ifs, blames; all one after another. they just keep comein.
For some reason, i keep thinking of roads. you know, as in, are you on the right path?
I know i can make something out of it. I know i can figure out what it means but what-if i can't. What-if this road is a dead-end? do i worry about it now or later.
How do i know to turn right or left, just because if i go right its the right way. What if i become curious about whats on left? what-if the person up-stairs is sleeping and letting us fight for our selves. we sure haven't had our prayers answered.
What-if, what-if, what-if.............................................if you ask me theres too many what-ifs and not enough facts. but thats me. your the ones who decides right or left, so you choose
I've been sitten here for the past hour thinking about what to write. You'd think with everything I have on my mind, I could write something down.
And I can't. Thats a first.
I want to write about so much but its all confused in my head. One thing after another: future thoughts, planning, regrets, what-ifs, blames; all one after another. they just keep comein.
For some reason, i keep thinking of roads. you know, as in, are you on the right path?
I know i can make something out of it. I know i can figure out what it means but what-if i can't. What-if this road is a dead-end? do i worry about it now or later.
How do i know to turn right or left, just because if i go right its the right way. What if i become curious about whats on left? what-if the person up-stairs is sleeping and letting us fight for our selves. we sure haven't had our prayers answered.
What-if, what-if, what-if.............................................if you ask me theres too many what-ifs and not enough facts. but thats me. your the ones who decides right or left, so you choose
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