show em what your made of

hello random person who has stumbled upon my blog,
sorry its been awhile
i wish i could say i was out living life
rather life was living me
each day become more about the hours, minutes, seconds
than what I was getting out of my day
I hope you understand my train of thought
I just feel like life is just a stream of gray days
days that blend into the next one, a single viusal display of blurriness
and ordinary

when i was kid, this isnt the grown-up life I had expected to lead
when is your life supposed to begin?