..::The Way Of Life::..

The way of life is always changing.
From morning to night.
The dawn of searching is never ending.
From one door to the next.
We open each door in hopes of new.
Either happiness or a thrill.
We wish for the best in other's lives.
Yet never our own.

Blending and changing from one person to the next.
Never meaning harm.
To be how they see or hope you are.
Never truly yourself.
As the years pass you live this way of life.
Being a chameleon.
Changing your smile or your frown.
Just so others dont see.

What it is you fear is the truth that lies within.
Who you truly are.
If people know not of who you are then the fear is not there.
The fear of others.
Their look down upon you for who you are and your life.
Holds you back.
Never being able to look in the mirror and see yourself.
All that's there is haze.

There comes a time in a person's life where the changing is no longer physical.
But mental.
A time where blending gives nothing but misery from others.
No longer living.
How can one love you truly if you are not true to yourself?
They can not.
How can you let someone know you when you dont even know yourself?
Impossible.

This is where it ends.
No more.
This is where my journey begins.
Today.
This is the challenge I face.
Myself.
This is MY way of life.
Searching.