There's something about not knowing that is magical.
Everything says yes and no at the same time and you never know which is going to win.
The other issue is wanting to grow and never being able to allow yourself to.
To grow up is terrifying.
There are so many options and roads to take, how are you supposed to know which is the right path for you?
What's worse is when everyone around you already has and you are stuck battling yourself for control over your own life.
The only thing that makes sense is art and music and your thoughts are a whirlwind of tragedy and hope that collide so hard they seem too far apart to actually hurt.
What if it's not a good idea?
What if it is the best choice you'll ever make?
Is there really anyway to truly know?
