Friday, January 8, 2010

The Real Me.

why must i find it so hard to write, why cant the words just come out. why cant i just say how i feel. why must it be so hard. i feel lonely and confused. unaware of what to do next. wish i could undo my past, the mistakes i've made, making my life so complicated, making me scared of what may happen. i wish i could just let it all go and live my life. the life i want to live not someone else's view of what it should be. i'm done living in someone else's shadow. i need to follow my dreams and do whatever it takes to make them real. i'm tired of just dreaming my dreams, it's time to make the imaginative true and never look back. i will get out of this place, this place that limits me to my core, this place is not for me. i'm made for more, i was born for more. so sick of limiting myself, so sick of being scared, so sick of feeling so damn alone.
it's time for a new me. a better me. the real me.