I’m not the captain of this vessel; I’m not the owner of this life. I have no possession of this voyage or life. My desires and longings are not my own. I have become a stranger to this person I use to know. Happiness and pleasure are unknown. My hopes and dreams are descendents of your mainstream. I glance at the reflection of a non-existing person, only true to your beliefs and life you want for me. Am I not allowed to take steps into world of my own? Am I not allowed to let my mind steep to new heights of bliss? Am I not allowed to bloom out of this shadowed I have been living in? Am I not allowed ownership?
Ownership of My life
May 28, 2010