Fate...
So while I will continue to be a music major, with a focus on bassoon performance I am thinking that I will also pursue a degree in creative writing, English in other words.
Fate...
So many things I want to change right now. So many things I want to plan. It gets hard being the goody two shoes. Never taking the risk, afraid I won't like it. Never living. Being the one with no stories to tell, no adventures to boast of. It's so frustrating. I want to change that but first I must change myself.
There are so many things I dislike about myself that it is hard to know where to begin. My personality, my language, my body, it never seems to end. Nothing new ever seems to begin. Friends come and go, as fast as one piece of music to the next. Nothing is ever interesting anymore. And the problem all lies with me. How to be positive when it all seems so hopeless? How to know who to rely on when everyone is so far away? Me, myself, and I, we're all the same, living the same life, talking the same talk, doing the same thing, dreaming the same dreams, and never making anything of it.
Which one to change first? Can they even be changed? Can I ever grow up? Can I become the person I want to be? Be where I want to be? Break free of my mold, create a new self?
One day at a time, small changes that are each in themselves insignificant, but together create a whole new being. Small steps, one day at a time, an eternity to reach the stars...
Fate...
So many things I want to change right now. So many things I want to plan. It gets hard being the goody two shoes. Never taking the risk, afraid I won't like it. Never living. Being the one with no stories to tell, no adventures to boast of. It's so frustrating. I want to change that but first I must change myself.
There are so many things I dislike about myself that it is hard to know where to begin. My personality, my language, my body, it never seems to end. Nothing new ever seems to begin. Friends come and go, as fast as one piece of music to the next. Nothing is ever interesting anymore. And the problem all lies with me. How to be positive when it all seems so hopeless? How to know who to rely on when everyone is so far away? Me, myself, and I, we're all the same, living the same life, talking the same talk, doing the same thing, dreaming the same dreams, and never making anything of it.
Which one to change first? Can they even be changed? Can I ever grow up? Can I become the person I want to be? Be where I want to be? Break free of my mold, create a new self?
One day at a time, small changes that are each in themselves insignificant, but together create a whole new being. Small steps, one day at a time, an eternity to reach the stars...