I haven't done much lately, but for some reason this came out last night
I'm not supposed to be here....by Snowbaby
I started with a plan,
a detailed adventure for my life
How did my roads twist and wind in this direction?
The maps of my heart did not show this path,
And I do believe........that I'm not supposed to be here.
Sometimes the life you want
And the one you end up with,
are not the same.
Detours, road closures and construction zones Re-route you life,
And sometimes, the rest stop becomes the destination.
A restless spirit and a longing soul,
reminisce of journeys past.
The mind replays detailed plans of wishful thinking.
Silent Tears cloud darkened skies of hopes and dreams long forgotten.
But a ray of light pierces through,
Rekindling the adventurous nature of a broken spirit .
A longing to roam.........To drift, To LIVE!
It emerges with a force much too intense to ignore.
I look myself in the eyes,
Trying to recognize the person I've become.
I am but a hollow shell of the soul I was
The hunger is gone
The laughter, silenced
And the Love...unfulfilling
For I do believe,
Now more than ever
That I'm not supposed to be here.
This is not my place, my life....my path.
My heart yearns for more...deserves more
It knows that my destiny still awaits my arrival
I may have lost my way and my path overgrown,
But with my heart as my compass, and a revised map of dreams
My true Life waits
Yearning as much for me as I do for it _________________
When Life Hands you Lemons....Ask for the Tequila and Salt!
I haven't done much lately, but for some reason this came out last night
I'm not supposed to be here....by Snowbaby
I started with a plan,
a detailed adventure for my life
How did my roads twist and wind in this direction?
The maps of my heart did not show this path,
And I do believe........that I'm not supposed to be here.
Sometimes the life you want
And the one you end up with,
are not the same.
Detours, road closures and construction zones Re-route you life,
And sometimes, the rest stop becomes the destination.
A restless spirit and a longing soul,
reminisce of journeys past.
The mind replays detailed plans of wishful thinking.
Silent Tears cloud darkened skies of hopes and dreams long forgotten.
But a ray of light pierces through,
Rekindling the adventurous nature of a broken spirit .
A longing to roam.........To drift, To LIVE!
It emerges with a force much too intense to ignore.
I look myself in the eyes,
Trying to recognize the person I've become.
I am but a hollow shell of the soul I was
The hunger is gone
The laughter, silenced
And the Love...unfulfilling
For I do believe,
Now more than ever
That I'm not supposed to be here.
This is not my place, my life....my path.
My heart yearns for more...deserves more
It knows that my destiny still awaits my arrival
I may have lost my way and my path overgrown,
But with my heart as my compass, and a revised map of dreams
My true Life waits
Yearning as much for me as I do for it
Awwwwwwwwwww V.. that is sooo beautiful.. but sad.
Whats going on hunny? U ok? _________________
sometimes i just miss my life, my old life when i didn't have so many responsibilities.....you know when what I wanted mattered.
I miss performing for a crowd and not a karaoke bar.
I miss being able to just drop everything and run off to be with my friends ( Like sher and jody, you guys don't know how bad i wanted to be there with you!!!)
I miss when the only person i had to answer to was me, and nobody could make me feel guilty for "just thinking about myself".
Sometimes I just feel like i was supposed to do more with my life, like maybe I settled!
Don't get me wrong, I love sooooooomuch about my life and I am so grateful for what I have.
But sometimes not being un-happy....doesn't actually mean you're actually" Happy"
My heart quite often feels like there was supposed to be more! _________________
When Life Hands you Lemons....Ask for the Tequila and Salt!
I can get that. I tell you what, though. You really DO have to find something for yourself, or run the risk of losing yourself in all the other facets of life. Like I'm Diana's Daughter, Kerith's Mother, Jeff's sister, Angie - Rob - Evelyn - etc.'s friend, Austin Peay's student....but I am also me. That balance...it's good to be all these things, don't mistake me. But you have to be you, too.
~tyg _________________
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