It's all in my head

Fear is who you are

Repetition of the past is my worst predicament.

For I feel different when content.

You know what, instead of filtering the salt out of my tears to then turn to ink, I shall change the fact that I have every right to make a difference.

For I am  wasting my precious time being ungrateful for the fact that I'm alive.

Or is that what I was made to think?

I didn't choose to exist, but since I'm here why not make the best of it. I cannot do anything else but share my twisted thoughts and challenge the perspective.

I'm afraid all my emotions are repeating again.