Same

Looking up into the stars trying to figure out what I could have been, If things were different, if that hadn't happened the way they had. Would I still be the same person, with the same morals and with the same insight of life. Would I still be the girl that looks past the outside of a cover and see the great meaning inside. Maybe things happen to people for a reason, but I have yet to find out the reason to why my world is always closing in on me.