i left home at a really young age and whooped it up and travelled across canada and met a lot of people and moved on. now i have a bunch of friends spread out over the country but i am alone right now when i need someone the most. i laughed when my school friends went straight to college or uni cause i was having good times but i wonder who is laughing now.

i have a boy that i love dearly but soon he will want to spread his wings. its inevitable. he knows it and i know it too. things in what he says make me see it and it hurts deep.

i'm sitting alone on a saturday night and its nobodys fault but my own.

when is it my turn to have my dreams? when do i get to quit fighting and struggling? when can i quit being so strong and just breathe? in and out.