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Nov 23, 2005 13:52

“I feel like I would like to be somewhere else doing something that matters. And I’ll admit here, while I sit here my mind wastes away and my doubts start to gather. What’s the purpose it feels worthless, so unwanted like I’ve lost all my value. I can’t find it not in the least bit. And I’m just scared, so scared that I’ll fail you. And sometimes I think that I’m not any good at all. Sometimes I wonder why, why I’m even here at all. But then you assure me, I’m a little more than useless, and when I think that I can’t do this you promise me that I’ll get through this, and do something right, do something right for once!” Sara sang with the song. She had also taken to dancing. When the song wrapped up, Sara grabbed the keys to her dad's XL7, and left.

Sara is the character in my story.
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