the woman in me

here I sit another evening at home bored and wondering is this all there is to life?
I wonder that a lot anymore.
I am bored with life no doubt about it

but I find that to be a selfish thing for the most part, but yet there it is.

I sometimes dream of running away.
To the ocean or to the mountains.
Probably the mountains.
I yearn for a different life then what I have.

I wonder am I alone in this or do other people feel this way?

Sometimes I wonder if I am losing my mind.
Am I just that selfish?

I often wonder who I am and where I would be if I had made different choices.
Would I be happier?
or would I be miserable?

granted unless I take that plunge I will never know what the future could be.
I will probably play it safe and do nothing.
That is what I have done all my life.
I am a chicken shit.
no doubt about it.