Act 3
So I sat down to write another poem, and I couldn't do it. I know the gist of what I wanted to say, but it all came out really dull. But it's ok because I've learned a hell of a lot this break. I learned to be independent. I've finally accepted the change that I couldn't accept. I grew up. In my own time, but I finally did. I'm ready to take on the new chapter of my life, maybe I'll love it as much as the old one. I couldn't write the poem because I'm content, which isn't really the strongest of emotions. So instead I changed all of my poetry entries from private to public, because I like some of them. I would really appreciate feed back. If you're bored and just looking for something to waste your time with, this might be fun.