Aches and pains, that’s all I have lately. The whole **** zoo seems to have found its way to my stomach, stomping their way through. Can’t seem to shake the feeling, that I’m too late, the party is over, spent all my time preparing, I missed the main event. Trying to catch up to you, but the disco bus left without me. Is this my life, forever late, never measuring up to the expectations set out by society, so focused on the past, I took my eye off the future, forgot to live in the present. Desperate to feel loved, but closed off to all that show affection, convinced most have the worst of intentions, scared by everything this life has offer. So far, all I’ve received in return, is heartache and disappointment. Distracted by my own pain, can’t even see, there are others that are hurting, if not worse than mine. Does that make me selfish or just blind. Wish I could go back to seeing the world through rose coloured glasses, it looked so spectacular back then, but since you left, well a dark sheet seems to have taken your place, or maybe I can finally see what the world truly is. Questioning if this is what I want to be apart of, but no ambition to make a change for the better, MJ said it starts with the man in the mirror, but how do you change if you see no reflection. Wanting to be heard, but no words come out, simply a mere whisper. This life is not for the faint hearted.