Sunday, November 13, 2011

Bailey Hill-My Mission.

Sometimes I feel like I'm alone on the outside watching the world unfold. I seem to believe it's my job to see things fall apart, find a solution to the problem, and go put them back together again or that I'm the one who needs to help someone in pain or need.  If I hear about someone that's upset, my heart skips a beat and I feel as if I'm on another mission. I feel sympathy for anyone and everyone no matter what our relationship is. Because of this, I feel like there is a constant nagging on me. But that's not the problem. The problem is that because of the responsibility I take on mentally, I am constantly put down. Society isn't..happy. And it's not always my fault. Placing that much blame on myself is probably absurd to you, but I think of myself as failing when I can't lift up someone's spirit. I get tired of seeing people unchanged and so I move on and just keep them in my prayers, but now I've gotten to the point where although my life is full of people, I somehow feel abandoned. Well, with God because he's the only one who doesn't fail to love me and is always proud of me. But I'm still in need of someone. Someone who I can tell all my secrets to, someone I can love and someone that can join me...on my mission.