The story of my life
I am just a poor lost soul.
That means that I'm always trying to find my way.
I'm always trying to figure out my next move. Always trying to come to terms with the present moment. Always trying to fix something or solve some problem. Always trying to find the place where I can fit in. Always asking the questions; Why am I here? What am I supposed to do? Why should I even bother?
I would like my life to be a certain way. Different than what it is now. I have a vision of what it would be like ideally. My perfect reality. It involves something that I don't have now, something that I did have and lost. Something that I haven't had in a very long time. It's a peaceful life with love and happiness. Someone to do it with.
That said, it's not all that bad. I have a roof over my head. Nobody is going hungry. I have a dog who loves me. I got daughters who love and need me. And I have a God who loves me too.
I guess this is just how it was meant to be. I don't know.
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