There's a hope, there's a dream and there's a fantasy. I don't know which one to chase and I don't know how to follow all three or even two at once and really I'm just tired of not knowing and knowing I never will. I'm tired of not doing what I want and there's many things I claim are standing in the way but the only real thing stopping me is, me. I'm scared of so many things and it has raveled into a paralyzing position of indecision. When I close my eyes at night I create worlds with what I would do with just one genie wish and even then I can't figure it out. Because I don't want to look back and regret what I left behind but at the rate I'm going I'm just being nostalgic about what I never had.