So I decided to come back here tonight. I'm not sure why. Maybe it's because I feel the need to say something. Maybe I'm doing it for all of you.
No, I think I'm doing this for me.
I'm scared of moving on with my life. It's as simple as that. I'm scared of moving on in all aspects of my life.
I don't know what my problem is. I get so defensive when people try to help me, especially when I don't want it. Maybe I like to do things on my own, or maybe I'm just to stubborn to accept help from anyone.
So what am I supposed to say?
Why am I having so much trouble writing stuff down?
Am I trying too hard at something that's not meant for me?
Am I cut out for all of this?
It's just that there's so many people who do it better than I do.
God I need some inspiration from somewhere.
When it's quiet, does she hear me?
In a room where no one listens
Don't leave me here, darling
'Cause I feel I might need to be near you
5 comments:
'God I need some inspiration from somewhere.'
sometimes i think my life depends solely on inspiration.
glad to know i'm not the only one.
inspiration is a key factor in my life, but i think i rely on it to much.
i think in alot of cases not taking advice is a good thing. And stubborness comes in handy once in a while. You just have to know when to turn it off. . .
no body seems to where anything on their sleaves anymore. i don't think their are many people doing it better than you.
ugh. i wish i could be grown up when i needed to and grown down when i needed to.
that kind of makes sense.
i need tangeble people to look up to.
hehe grow down.
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