I find myself looking out the window a lot and wondering..
What’s in store for me?
I feel like a cup that’s half full
I stare at the ceiling while listening to murder mystery podcasts
Shedding random tears over things out of my control
How did I let things slip away?
Why didn’t I pay more attention?
How could I be so selfish?
I pride myself on being a good listener, but do I really listen?
The world is changing and so am I
I’m standing at a precipice
Should I jump?
Continue to look over the edge wondering?
I’m learning to be okay with myself
I’m a work in progress