i hate that feeling of all those thoughts and emotions just flying through my mind, but i can't put them to paper. i can't get the words out. and i'm lying here at one am with all these thoughts and no rest.
writer's block. it's hell.
most days i don't know how i feel. i'm so mixed up in my head. people are disappointing. i always want to fix things i can't control.
i'll never understand why i feel so lost. i was hand led to a road i traveled alone and when i got to the destination i didn't know where to go next. i followed the next path laid out for me and ended up with a broken heart and not much else. no closer to knowing my life's purpose.
i want to be who i am and all the girls others want me to be too. i want to be sarcasm and smiles. i want to be a lady and an imp.
you know what i'm scared of? never finding myself. feeling lost forever. dead end after dead end.