Its scary how you wake up one day, from living day to day and realize how time has pass you by. A few years gone by in a twinkle of an eye, and yet you feel left behind. You bump into people you once knew, and back then somehow you felt ahead of them.
You were young, full of hope and dreams. More than that you felt sure where your life was going, you had so much passion for life, it was like you were living in constant daylight, every road and direction so clearly pointed out.
Then things happen. As every day passes, good things, bad things, big things, small things happen. You live day to day, taking each day as it comes yet slowly but surely you were going blind. You start to lose sight about what you have in front of you. Those road signs and directions started to blur as you start seeing more of life.
Jaded. You feel like you've been in a dream, or maybe like a kid who was told santa claus doesn't exist. You felt cheated. Things don't just happen the way you want it to. That dream that once felt real now makes you feel like you were living in a world of your own imagination. Nothing but.
You got so sucked up in your vaccum of depression you almost went permanently blind. You try to convince yourself that life is not so complicated, that if you took it day by day, life would get easier. It did. For awhile....
One day, like a pair of rough bare hands that held you and shook you so hard, you suddenly started to regain your eyesight, only that you hated what you see. The place that you were at, how things were, the person you've become. Like a heart that had stopped for a moment, it started beating again. You realized that all along you knew you could have done better , been better.
Now, I want to be better.
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