Dear self i am writing u from the depths of my soul..
I Wanna acheive my goals but it seems as if my mind is sold...to the world...
I hurl out old problems and news ones continuously arive...
Sometimes i question my existence..like why am i even alive..
I mean what is the true meaning of life...but wait who are u to define it...
Whats the blueprint of happiness,....but wait who are u to have designed it...
Wat i mean to say is are'nt we here for different reasons anyway..
And why do i seem to be so caught up in what people have to say..
I mean all i pray..is that the true meaning of life will come into display..
Can u make it sooner than later...i mean im only runnin out of days...
So wat i say...is not meant to be interpreted by anyone else...
Im writing to u soul...sighned Jeremy To Inner Self...
-Jermz
