Maybe I’m not the girl that I thought I was. Maybe I’ve always been lying to myself.
Is that what I like? Or is that what I never liked. Am I finding excuses to cover up the emptiness in me?
Oh god, I really dont know.
Before it’s too late.
Meanwhile, I’ll go stress over work.
So much more responsibilities now as a person. So much more responsibilities now with a job.
A heavier burden on my back. A lot more on my mind.
Tell me I’ll pull through. Show me that I can.
Note to self. Don’t just say it. Prove it.