A thousand different ideas and a million different beliefs.
I wonder which of these paths do I follow. And do I go in blindly being lead by those whose eyes never saw even when they could see.
In my heart of hearts I know this current path isn't the one I belong on. I'm out of my depth dealing with people who have none.
Perhaps I'll find the strength and courage. Though I am scared that I have none.
I am not what I always believed myself to be anymore.
But the silence. The Silence is welcoming. And though the manic voices echo around my ears the silence inside is keeping me sane.
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