Apr 22, 2010 17:29
I see a future that is exciting and keeps me focused but I keep getting stuck on this place. I have to realize and actually believe it when I tell myself I can't stay here to make other people happy. If I fell, I wonder how many people would fall with me. Do you ever feel like theres a million people leaning on you but they're too stubborn to admit it. These people will try to tell you everything they possibly can to make sure you don't go anywhere. I have dreams, but they're dreaming of better places for fear they'll never come true themselves.
For the past four years I've been told its impossible to pick up my feet and fly for my wings had been clipped long ago. I am a small town kid, I'll never deny that but I feel smothered around these familiar places and faces. I hate that my life has become a routine of the same friends and same events.
Just because I've left and come back doesn't mean this place is my destiny. I could fit my entire life in a box, and that's all I need to survive.