Some questions...
As each and every day passes by it all seems like a blur to me...doing things by instinct, not knowing if it's right or wrong... yet, doing it anyway... I feel so unnapreciated, eventhough I don't want to be ...(at the same time)...
Everything happens for a reason? Why? what comes from each decision... each act? a decision not to act? It's all part of a plan that's far beyond us all...
Why do things that were once so dear to us grow so distant? it's ironic, that something you cherish so much and seemingly, could last forever, simply, dissapates into mere nothings. What kills, is that want, that deisre, that hope, that it may be rekindled... that way of life... One where you thought nothing else could be better in the world... perfection... a place of pure bliss... finding that again... will be difficult.. and will only achieved through faith in Him.
(so it would seem?)