Chronicles Of Midnight

Meant to Be

It kills me that I have so much to say, yet I cant figure out what it is. I cant seem to find the words exactly.

I have so many ideas but dont seem to know what they are.
This doesnt make sense, I know.

Have you ever had that feeling where you know theres this part of you that still needs to come out. You feel that somehow this is not who youre supposed to be.

Its like calling yourself an artist because deep inside you know that is who you are but when you are holding the paintbrush and you have this clean canvas infront of you with absolutely no idea what to paint.

There is this mystery but nothing to solve. You feel that all these little things around you are supposed to lead you to the big surprise, the answer to this mystery, that infact, does not exist.

Maybe it should lead to who you are and finally youll know who you are meant to be, but it doesnt. Its just meaningless things you kept around hoping it could tell you who you are.

And the more you think about it, the more lost you feel, like a ghost drifting through life but never being allowed to touch it. Never really knowing who you are meant to be.