Everything is so different. I knew everything would change. No one believed me. I didint even believe me. I held on a the hope that wasn't really there.
I hate all this change. Everything is rushing by. Im on the freeway and all i want is a red light. I guess its all part of life. I wish i could have held on to those times just a little bit longer. Its too late....theres never turning back. No red lights, just the open road.

Maybe not....Maybe im the one whos at the red light and everything is passing me by. Actually i feel the same way i did last year at about this time. Like im missing out on everything. There are no surprises anyomore, just routine.

I dont think some people realize how  important they are to me