confused phase

just a little sad poetry about me and my difficulties, it's hard figuring what you wanna do.

for people who think another person has so much potential that they could be anything they wanna be, just to be clear, we have so many options to pick from, we end up debating if its really us doing that job or are we just nurturing our half part.

we wanna be full us but its too hard to be everything, we struggle, having potential doesnt equals progress.

love for all bubbies out there tryin to cope and find something which makes them whole<33