On this winding path with no ends in sight, I am beginning to lose sight of myself in the shrouds of people along the way. I don't know where I am heading towards, or what lies ahead of me. All I know is that all I have is hope from here on out... Even though, that is that last thing I want. Hoping leads to sadness and disappointment, of witch, I have had more than my fair share of. But in this world, hope is all we have. So I will keep on believing in hoping and I will keep moving ahead until this path ends. I won't give up. I will welcome the pain.