Broken Wings.

I want to get out of this town so badly... but I feel like a bird with broken wings. I am stuck...can't go anywhere... though I feel the urge so deep within me to fly away, like its something I have to do.
Tomorrow marks another year since I came into this world. Some years have been better than others... if I had looked at my life in last years perspective to now, I would not have even imagined my life turning into what it has. Last year I was in love, had tons of friends I could count on, and was truly happy. Who would have thought that only one year down the road, all of that would be snatched from right out from underneath me? Was it me who changed, or was it in fact, them?
I guess some things in life can't be explained... there has to be some reason why I am still stuck in this little town. I just hope that my wings heal soon, and I can fly away and not ever look back.


"You were alone, you were constantly broken, you felt so unloved, you were left abandoned, what a difference love can make, to the deep heartbreak." - 33 Miles ("This Is Now")