Sometimes, I just don't know.

I think I'm ok, but then I fall apart.

I think I'm in control, but then my mind takes over.

I think I'm happy with my life, then I remember all of the things I've given up to try and reach my dreams...dreams that I've watched my peers attain, that I've watched dangled in my face...yet dreams that I will never see because I held on to something far too long.

The times are gone. The experiences never felt. A life totally wasted. One girl who never got to feel that which she grows up planning and daydreaming about.