Looking out

Looking out the window and into my life, i recall what i have done and what i have achieve.. the amout of thoughts open floodgates of long ago..... memories starts to run wild... and yet in the end of it all... i got nothing... nothing to account for.. nothing to show for... all i'm left with now is juz a tired soul and a broken dream..... lost in the ocean of directions... to go or to stay... to move forward and advance or to move backward and retreat... or simply juz hide where i am now...