Dec 03, 2006 23:38
I'm not in control.
And that's what scares me the most.
I feel like a piece of grain...getting squished to make flour.
Just a player in the whole scheme of things.
Just an infinitely small portion of life's loaf of bread.
Today I thought I should cry...so I did.
I'm not sure what for....well I am sure...but not even my journal deserves to know why.
Life is passing by so quickly.
This semester felt like it went by in approx. 7 seconds.
I'm not in control of this one.
And it's confusing the hell out of me.
Let me sleep...I know when I wake things will be better.
For sure when I wake...things will be better.
-Miss. Cassandra R. Arevalo