Explanation?

I've never been big on life, even mine seems a little hysterical. I try to think between the lines whenever I write and trust me, my English teacher is a little too excited by the fact. But since life its self is interpreted in so many different ways and is inexplainable, I'm not surprised so many are confused and harassed by the fact. It's really understandable that so many are "lost" and very few find "what they're looking for". I was once told that if you look for something too frequently it will become too accustomed to hiding its self. This is so true. How many people have searched for something and accidentally found something else? How many people haven't even been looking? So is it fairer to say there is no point in searching for things like love, friendship and the point of it all. Someday it will show up, just not where you expected it to be.
Lia