Friday, September 10, 2010

Insercurity has me running scared.


Every morning that comes brings about a new day.
yet it feels no different from yesterday.

Hoping for a better tomorrow yet when tomorrow comes, nothings changed.

Being but a fool wanting a new beginning in the midst of never taking a step forward.

A fool running from the past ;
hiding in the present ;
scared of the future.

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