Hater
He easily hates himself. Why is that? Why does it seem much easier to find the faults and flaws of who he is instead of the blessings he brings? I think there's a simple answer to this:
Evil is just easier to spot in the world. The evil inside too.
Stage Fright
Eyes looking at me. They seemed to burn into my soul. And I don't think they realize that they're doing it.
Standing in front of crowds can make you feel that way. Nothing else comes close to this nerve-wrecking. Nevertheless, I take a breath before belting out my first song.
Human?
I've been pondering who I truly am for a while now. I know that I'm human. I know I have many complex thoughts and feelings. I even know how to count to a thousand. But, I can't help but wonder what truly drives me. What is my reason to live?
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Author's Note: This is the last post for February. I think I'll be taking a bit of a break from this and start posting again on March 7th.
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I'll see you all again in March!
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