I often find myself sitting alone, thinking about the true meaning of life.


I ask myself questions about my exsistence and my purpose in life.


There's time where all i want to do is run away, escape from everything going on in my life.


I often feel as though the walls around me are slowing falling, and im a typical human being who at times feels like everything is going wrong, and wishes, thrives for that better life.


Its the constant stories on the 6 aclock news, the movies, the articles in the newspaper, the homeless men whom sit outside the shopping centre where i just spent $120 on a new dress, that make me realise just how lucky i am to be living the life i have.


I could sit here and list over 100 issues circling our world today.