Aren’t we all just trying to find our way in this world? To make sense of it all. Sometimes, I think all we really want is to find a place among all the chaos that life offers. Most of the time though, it’s easier to give up than trying to sort through and figure out all the confusion that we face. Life seemingly becomes this hopeless and endless maze where encountering dead ends have become all too familiar.
Losing our way in this world is the easy part, especially when there are no maps and directories for help. We are forced to pick paths that will define the rest of our lives even when sometime all we see ahead of us is endless fog of confusion leading to the unpredictable. And on this path, we battle this endless war of life and love, that more often than not, ends with painful scars and tears that we must carry with us for the rest of our journey.
How are we suppose to figure this all out with no directions? How are we suppose to know what type of person we want to become when sometimes it feels like it’s not even our choice? How are we suppose to plan our future, when our future can depend on someone else that’s not even in our life yet? But than again, maybe everyone is as lost as you are. It doesn’t make finding our way any easier, but maybe knowing that we’re not alone on this road of finding our way is enough to keep trying.