Have you ever questioned who you are?
Never been certain about who you are supposed to be?
Are you your own person or are you just a pawn in some huge chess game between your enemy and your supposed 'guardians.'
I've come to the point that I don't even know anymore. I always thought I was doing the right thing for the right reasons, but I've finally realized that I never chose the path I'm following in the first place. I was born to live this life from the start.
I've never been myself. I've always been the spitting image of what everyone else around me expected. And I'm sick of it. But I don't know what else to do. It's too late for me. I only wish I had realized this sooner.
My fate now lies in the hands of everyone around me.
I just hope that in the end (should I survive to see it), I can take control of my own life (once and for all).
