Sometimes I don't even know who I am anymore. I look in the mirror and I don't see me. I see somebody else trying to take my place. I'm lost and so I will accept that with ease and hope that I can learn from what I may encounter in this tread of being lost. I'm starting college this fall and as it is a great opportunity to find myself, I've been lost so long it scares me to accept new order. Unfortunately, I don't know what I even want to major in. I envy those who wake up and know exactly what they want to do with their life. They're so orderly and press on through their goals. And what am i? this feeble person who becomes scared at night as she thinks of what is to come? It's true, I become afraid of what may come. Only because i do not know when my last day on this earth is. Maybe its coming faster than i thought it would.
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