I Don't Know Where I'm Going But I Don't Think I'm Coming Home

Half-Dead From Comparing Myself To Everyone Else Around Me

I'm finding myself not knowing who I am.

I find myself falling more often than not.

I finally felt like I knew what I was doing.

I'm not sure anymore of who I am or what I want. And that scares the hell out of me.

I've found some relief, but sadly, it is but a brief escape.

Tomorrow I'm just going to get up and do the same thing I did today- that's the flaw with us creatures of habit, we can never change. Forevermore, we will continue doing the same things, going down the same road, and, even though expecting change, we will ultimately receive the same result.

I want to break that bond.

I don't want to be the same.

I want to be different.

And be brand new.