A Long Way to Go – Wish Upon a Star

Such a long, long way to go. Where am I going because I don’t know. I’m going to follow the road until I can finally walk in the sun, instead of the rain. In time I know I’ll be fine, just walk along with me and you’ll see. Sometimes life gets me down and it seems so hard. Sometimes I find myself thinking, “Where is the point?” I may not see it but its there; I just need to find it.

Such a long, long way to go. Where am I going because I don’t know. All I know is that I cant go through life alone and even if I feel it, I am never alone. I know I am not alone; I will always have you as long as you say you are here. Such a long, long way to go. Where am I going because I don’t know. I’m on a road and I’m following it. It will have ups and downs but the road I want to follow leads to my happy ending. It wont be easy, I’m walking and it’s in my own time but I will get there.

Such a long, long way to go and back then I didn’t know. I didn’t know that I was following a road, which was in a circle. The circle was viscous. It had roads leading in different directions coming off of it but I kept going around and around. Never going anywhere. Never getting anywhere. I told everyone I was getting there but I wasn’t, I couldn’t. This road was terrifying and so destructive. It hurt me a lot of the time and if it wasn’t hurting me physically, it was hurting me mentally. If the road wasn’t hurting me then I would be hurting myself. I deserved it; I wouldn’t get off the road.

Some days were worse than others on this road but there was never an “ok” day. It was always raining; just some days it had storms too.

One day the storm on the road was horrible, it got so frightening. I had had enough. I told myself I will get on a better road. I will have sunny days, not rainy ones.

Such a long, long way to go and where am I going because I want to know. Back on the old road I never cared. But now I do. I care about every little thing. Maybe I care too much but I’ve learned it’s better than not caring at all. Life is hard. I’m not saying that it’s easy. It’s far from it but what I’m saying is that its ok to find it hard. I had lots of help and I need help to stay off the old road. Some day, maybe not tomorrow and maybe not next week I will be able to stay off of it by myself. Although I will still have help if the clouds start to roll in because everyone’s road are full of ups and downs; they are as unpredictable as the weather.

Such a long, long way to go and where I’m going I don’t know but I’m going to follow my road, get my happy ending and my sunshine.