Have You Ever felt like you lost your purpose in life?

I feel that everyone has a purpose in life, like who they are or what they want to do. I thought I had mine figured out but recently things have changed and I feel lost. Misunderstanding between us getting more serious. Walls are getting thicker and then I still make believe that I am feeling better.


Forcing myself to study so that I can make myself not to think about it? Good Idea? Hump..
But I can't take the pressure.Have you ever felt the same?Like you just need to run away

Some years ago I used to appreciate everything that is around me, no matter how shitty my life had been, everything amused me so easily, you may say that I am kinda shallow at that time but I really don't care. Strange, how things changed in such a short period of time. Maybe my aspects in life had changed, maybe my outlook in life wasn't the same, whatever it is, I'm not sure what it is and I don't get it!

Whenever I look around me I don't feel amuse anymore, things are just plain DEAD to me now and I rarely laugh or smile or even grin. I think I'm going nuts.Oh well, I guess that's part of growing up, right? Or maybe not. You know when people changed and you weren't aware of it, it's so difficult to catch up and I think that's whats happening to me right now. Everyone changed except me but how the hell should I know if they're the one who changed me or I changed them? I guess everybody's changing for some reason...time - changes people's heart and it WILL change even the closest best friend of yours. One moment they love you then the next they don't really care. You will wonder what the hell just happened? The saddest part is when nobody dares to answer your question because they're too busy with their own lives to even remember who the fuck you are to them.

I feel exactly the same as most of you people do, We, who suffers the same cruel fate. I guess time has something to do with it, I guess fate was responsible for it but whatever it is, it just doesn't feel so right and to be quite honest, it hurts like hell. I know I can carry on... believe me I can move on but there are times where you can't avoid to remember the things that were once your life, your memory... and I guess that's the bitterness of "changing"and I know the fact that no one stays the same. Time can heal but time cannot repair what is already broken. Trust me, the scars won't go away and whenever you reminisce about the past, try to remember that even though there are tears and sorrow, there's still once were laughter and love. But I'm willing to forget about the scar. That's enough for me to hold on to... being love and hate was enough for me. At least I made a big impact on someone else's life and that's enough for me. Who am I to them? If they look back... they will remember me this way. I've always been this way and I guess... I didn't change that much.

Maybe guys nowadays are getting sissy and sissier than 20 years ago. Like What DJ Izan had said the other day. Guys want others to understanding their feeling? Hahaaaa....


when the heavy journey's done, I'll rest my weary head.For the world and it's colours will be mine