Just a Girl

I'm just a girl. I'm not extraordinary, I'm not ordinary. I'm not pretty, I'm not ugly. I'm not thin, I'm not fat. I'm not interesting, I'm not boring. I'm just me. Just me, trying desperately to fit in, to find her place among all these billions of people all over this big planet. Trying to find her path. Her passion. Her calling. What makes her tick and excited and sad and want and love and scared and happy.

Sometimes I think its just so easy for everyone, that they've always known what they wanted and who they were. But, I think everyone is searching for something. You just can't always see it. Maybe you've already found your life's calling but you are still looking for your life's love. Maybe what makes you scared and happy are the same thing and that's what's holding you back.

But I think we'll never stop searching, even when we find the thing we're looking for. We'll just begin the search again for something new. Life's full of intangibles, waiting to be found so you can call it your own.

I guess that's all you can hope for in life. That's what keeps us going. The search. The hunt. Well, I'm going to keep on searching for that path of mine. Someday I know I'll find it. So I can pick something new to search for. In my ever constant, unrelenting, never ending pursuit of happiness.