My mind is racing. I can't stop thinking. Thinking about everything, nothing. Sometimes I wish I didn't have to think; I could just know. Life would be easier that way, simpler. I wouldn't have to worry about making the wrong decision or never knowing if your feelings were true. I could just know. I'd be sure of it. Yes, it would be easier, simpler. Too bad that'll never happen.
I'm bound to make mistakes, destined to never knowing, to regretting so much yet... yet, not enough.
I guess it's just part of life.