The Broken Path
I often wonder why I keep changing. It seems I never know what I truly want to do. I started out with a pretty clear vision, but it seems things have fallen by the side of the road.
When I was a kid I wanted to be a scientist. I always loved animals and People. But I went to college and decided to follow music. I was good with science, but I loved music. I never felt good enough at music.
I never got parts in plays or musicals. At least not good ones. And it seemed there was always someone better.
Then I came to Texas and I actually got on scholarship. Yet I changed paths again. Religion.. Embracing my Christianity fully and learning like a new born does.
And now.... No church, no work. I'm bisexual and learning pagan arts... My path is broken and I'm not sure I can find my way.
When I was a kid I wanted to be a scientist. I always loved animals and People. But I went to college and decided to follow music. I was good with science, but I loved music. I never felt good enough at music.
I never got parts in plays or musicals. At least not good ones. And it seemed there was always someone better.
Then I came to Texas and I actually got on scholarship. Yet I changed paths again. Religion.. Embracing my Christianity fully and learning like a new born does.
And now.... No church, no work. I'm bisexual and learning pagan arts... My path is broken and I'm not sure I can find my way.
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