I’m twenty two, still unsure of myself
Still unsure of a purpose or reason
Who I am, what I want, what I need
This teenaged angst has lasted long enough
Emotions flood every sense and perception
Reminded by my past, haunted by the present
And tormented by the future ahead of me
Waiting and taunting through the unknown
I can’t see myself five years from now
Four years, three years, two, one
Six months, two months, four weeks, two
Only tomorrow appears blurry and out of focus
Once again in my life it’s time for change
It’s time to re-invent myself from the ground up
Smash the mirrors until I’m ready to look upon myself
Because at this moment I’m so...
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