Bits and Peices
It feels like I am gradually finding my own person. As if I am gathering the shattered pieces. It's a journey of hardships, scars, smiles, and exquisite pleasure-pain. We live. We love. We laugh. We lie. Things we experience are all the same in everyone else's lives except that it is weighed on a different scale seeing as they are happening to different people. I want to find what I lost so long ago but things slowly slip away. To find ones self becomes progressively harder and lose what one believes in becomes amazingly easier. I know what I believe in. I know where my loyalties lie. I know what kind of things I will fight for, die for, and live for but I have yet to find the true essence of my being...it feels like an endless waltz.