who knew, who knew.

things didn't work out the way i predicted. accepting is not easy, yet the word easy doesn't enter into grown up life. i remember once, imagining what my life would be like, what i would be like. i pictured having all these qualities, strong, positive qualities that people could pick up on from across a room. but as time passed, few ever became any qualities i actually had, and all the possibilities that i faced, and the sorts of people i could be, all of them got reduced every year to fewer and fewer, until finally they got reduced to one........to who i am.