What's the point of expectations,
In this life that is so unpredictable?
I find myself sitting on my brother's bed,
On a saturday evening in silence.
Just thinking...
With college coming up and so many more expenses,
its a wonder as to how people have done this before me,
and how people right now are handling this better than I am.
I plan to do better for myself, there's always room for improvement.
I sit here, not sad, pretty content with life.
But everything is happening too fast,
and its just not never been in my interest to rush through it all.
We're all going to go our seperate ways,
and I'm never good at letting go.
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