Pour Me Out

Have you ever had that feeling, where you just feel that everything is going to change? Maybe, for good? Or, For bad? But, you can't tell yet. I walked outside just a few minutes ago, and stood in the middle of my driveway. And, I just looked up, and closed my eyes. I was hoping I could find out what's about to change. Is it me? Am I going to change? I sure hope not. I like who I am. I'm unique, I suppose. I try my best to stay different from everyone, even If that means I'm not liked by a lot of people. Or, Maybe It's a friendship. What if I'm about to lose someone? I'd hate to lose one of my friends, I care so much about each of them. I can't lose one of them. Or, maybe God is going to change my life completely. And maybe I'd like that? No. I wouldn't. At all. I opened my eyes, turned around and walked back inside. I can feel a change, and I pray to God that it'll be a good one. I'm sick of the bad ones.