Overworked and underwhelmed, misguided and impressionable......left in a state of dissatisfaction for the cards we were dealt...... playing in an endless game of torment .....we ponder our lives. Almost as if for a cruel joke...... they leave us with just enough regret, to allow us to feel the hopelessnes granted to us ever so graciously ....our only form of comfort as we sit idly by with our hands folded waiting almost as if to be put on trial .....for crimes none other than individuality. Slowly we watch front and center as the light of hope fades from the eyes of the non believers. Those who's purpose have long since expired and ideals only serve as a reminder to the lucky few......who know beyond the shadow of a doubt that they have a chance, at a life better than the one's they were forced to endure. A chance to be more than just a whisper in the wind ,but to nurture the thoughts of a life much better than this. Breathing with each moment that passes.......we inhale the good fortune and exhale the discord that a life of sorrow throws on our paths to eternity.
"Allowing for your light to be extinguished by those closer to it than yourself is almost as great a tragedy as never finding it to begin with"
~To dreamers like you~