Some say that you live but that doesn’t mean that you are alive. Some say that you haven’t lived till its time to die. I agree with both. Have you ever felt as though you are in a platonic state? Nothings ever changing, you feel as though you are trying to reach your goals, but admittedly always fall short? You can’t pinpoint exactly what’s wrong or what went wrong in your life. Some never had a chance, some has all the chances they could ever dream of. So what sets us apart. Some say you can’t fail until you try, and if you don’t try, you’ll never know. But what happens when you have tried and you’ve failed? Failed to let go of your past, of your demons. Failed to live the life you saw for yourself as a kid, a teeenager, when it was okay to dream and shoot for the stars? What if you are that teenager with all these goals and dreams but can’t see the light at the end of the tunnel? What if you don’t know how to feel? These are the questions that haunt us all. They are definately haunting me. What do you do when you have no way out of your turmoil. That’s what I’d like to know, because otherwise there is nothing left to live for. Nothing left to dream about in a world filled with so many dark alleys and broken children.