I'm sorry...this doesn't really seem like the appropriate time to be having a lot of thoughts and stuff, but...I don't know, I've thinking a lot lately...
like, I don't know anymore
I don't know who I want to be,
or where I want to go in life,
or what I want to do with my writing.
It's literally all such a mystery to me and no one ever seems to help clear a path to help me find out the me I'm supposed to be.
suppose I'm in high school now,
I'm a straight A student,
I'm doing well in band,
my life is going just great.
But none of those things ever truly made me happier than writing;
not playing the flute,
not learning new things,
not anything else but writing.
From a very young age, I've had this vigorous desire to write -- anything, everything, somewhere to spill the thoughts that crowded my mind.
And now it's like nothing, though...literally nothing.
I haven't been able to write very efficiently and it's destroying me, honestly.
Perhaps I'm just really lost...I don't know...
But I just hope that I will one day get enough courage to ask for help,
because I think I've fallen,
and I cannot pick myself up...
I just want to find myself,
the real me,
the only person in which I have been searching for...
I think I'm going to take a semi-long break from writing, but I'll still be on Wattpad to interact with you guys
i love you all,
and I do hope you understand where I'm coming from xx
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