I look around and see the things I have, and I remember not having them. That is one thing that keeps me grounded. I’m definitely the same person I was. I never lose me, I never lose the real person.
Standing alone,eager to just believe,it’s good enough to be what you really are,but in your heart,uncertainty forever lies,and you’ll always be,somewhere on the outside.
I started writing poetry when I was six. I had this teacher who didn’t believe the poems I’d bring in were mine because they were dark and sad. But I wrote about what I experienced in my childhood.
