To whomever it may concern,
Right now, I’m at a point in my life where I don’t really know what to do. There’s a million turns I could take, but what if there’s a consequence for each. Maybe I spend too much time worrying and too much time thinking as well. I guess I should stop worrying about what might hold my heart down and start paying attention to whats kept me standing up. I know that things could be much worse than they are, and I’m truly glad that they’re not. It just feels like the older I get, the harder everything gets. I know right from wrong, but sometimes wrong feels too good to make it right. And sometimes, I just don’t know how much more I can take. Maybe in a way I geuss that’s all I really can do. I hide a lot of this, afraid of the reaction I might recieve. And that may be a personal problem But I don’t know exactly how to react myself. There’s a deeper side of me that I keep hidden away. Just because I laugh a lot doesn’t mean I’m happy and just because I look okay doesn’t mean that I am. Just because no one sees me cry doesn’t mean that I’m not hurt, and it sure as hell doesn’t mean that I don’t cry. I just keep telling myself that there will be a significant moment when I finally know what to do; but waiting for that moment is like waiting for rain in a drought.
