Who am I?

I'm me. 

Happy and free.

So over the things I used to be.

Content today

Dreaming about tomorrow

Never looking back at yesterday

Who I was doesn't matter so long as I know where I'm going

Who I am will change tomorrow, so what's the point in knowing

Who I will be is my choice, but I'll keep my feet grounded

Cuz what's the point in soaring if your all alone in your adventures?

There is a lot of things in this world we don't have a say about. How we view the world isn't one of them. Life will return to you what you put out, so why keep being cynical? Now I am childish and weird and some people don't like that. I'm still happy because I missed the part where their opinion of me is my problem. "Your such a little kid" some people say. My friends see it as a good thing, others, not so much. I have two options here: one, be a worry-free little kid, or two, be an angsty teenager. Honestly, being an stressed out, perpetually angry/ sad teen just takes too much effort and energy. So... who am I? Who in the world knows? All I know is that I'm happy and that's good enough for me