It's been almost 10 years and I still find myself dreaming the same dream, listening to this same song, it just won't go away.
The older I become, the more I watch that dream crumble... the more it crumbles, the more I lose faith. Which isn't easy for someone who put so much effort into spirituality, the red road and our way of life.

I've never had a lot of friends growing up, and the friends I did have were very close to me but sometimes I had no friends, like now but I am okay with this. I had a fear of ending up alone or growing old alone but in all honesty, I've become quite fond of the idea. Very few understand what it means to just lay here with my headphones and let my imagination run away with me.

I've lived, I've done things, I've seen more than I asked for but... nothing has changed, still trying to find my place in this world.