The Other Side Of The Grass.

Im sick. Im sick of sitting here. Im sick of sitting here waiting for life to hit me. To knockout all the air inside me. Im sick of waiting for things to go my way. For things to finally change in life. You ever wonder why we must go through the daily routine of waking up and doing the same thing? Why we must deal with the same problem and continually rushing through. Even then facing the same problem and expecting change is progression in an opposite way. Im sick of remembering what i used to have. What i used to think was right. What i used to want to do. What i remember was wrong with me. What my mistakes were. What i could have done right. What i did to have this happen to me. What i did to her to make her do that.

Im ready for change. Im ready to go through life and expect a whole new view. A new view that changes me for the good. Im ready for a change that will improve my personality. My behavior. My ethics. My feelings. And my life. Im ready for new people. What i want is to change myself for the better good of me. I want to wake up and be willing to go out and find myself. I want to wake up, dress nice, feel good, feel confident enough to talk and get to know the cute girl thats sitting a ways down from me. I want to wake up and instead of waiting for a good day to happen, i want to make it happen. I want to wake up to Ready To Go by Panic at the Disco and be so moved by the tunes to do anything and over come everything that stands in my way. Im ready for my life to start already. Im ready for what lies on the other side of the grass.