If anybody asked me what I'm doing here I don't think I'd have an answer that was very clear. This isn't how I envisioned my life out to be though I don't think I'm miserable, I'm far from happy. The mundane routine of people coming and going, with me in the middle all the while never knowing. I often sit and ponder if this is my reality. I don't know what I want but I know I need a change, before this monotony makes me go insane. (A poem written by me, Miranda)