Failure

My life has been organized into neat and tidy little boxes on a sheet of white paper. This is my life. This is where I am going. Like it or not I have made my decisions. I have changed my mind numerous, numerous times. I don't consult anyone anymore. Just myself. At least I listen when I change my mind. But what if I cannot fulfill this plan? What if I don't make them happy? What if I fail in their eyes? Who cares? But what if I fail in my own?