I don’t know anything about the future or what’s going to happen. It’s all just one huge maybe.

I don’t know what I’m doing or where I’m going. The world has so much to offer, but yet why am I still so confused? I’m missing something. I feel like a puzzle with one piece missing, never to be completed. When did I lose this piece of myself? Did I even lose it, or was it just never found?

I’m going to find it though, and I’ll finally complete this puzzle called life.