Who are you-really?

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Have some edgy shit about myself :)

Things are complicated.

We hear this a lot, I get it, but there really isn't anything else that I can say. It's only second period and not only am I getting accustomed to being a Senior but apparently, I'm also a college student as well? If my head wasn't stressed before showing up it sure as hell is now.

I'm an author.

I spend hours in front of a computer screen, back hunched and eyes drooping as I stare at the same sentence for another twenty minutes. I use countless notebooks to keep track of my racing thoughts, my brain spinning and screaming for me to write down my ideas. The works that I complete feel worthless to me, but these works are my own.

I'm a student.

I wake up every morning before I'd like to, dragging myself from my bed as my limbs do their own thing. I get dressed, do what hygiene things I may need, and ready myself for another day of classes. It's a schedule that I disagree with but I know it all too well.

I'm tired.

There are not enough words in the English language that can describe just how eternally exhausted I am. I sleep and wake up exhausted, I keep myself busy and stay exhausted, I even attempt to function like a normal human being and it still never works for me in the end as my feet drag my figure back into the comfort of my bedroom once more.

I'm complicated.

At times I feel like such a nice person, holding open doors for people who seem to be lagging behind me and hoping for each and every person to find something worth smiling about as they go about their day. Other times, I feel like the worst person on the planet; nothing matters to me, not in the slightest, and my ability to care for things (myself included) tends to be off as I struggle to find a reason to get up in the morning.

I'm Faith.

And I wouldn't have it any other way.

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