Please read this. It might help you help someone. That someone might be yourself.
I do not know how to describe the feeling I have right now...I think its mostly a bad feeling,its like worried/scared/careless/anxious feeling and I dont like it at alllll.....I dont know what i want to be when I grow up,and I dont know who i wanna be right now...and I dont know what I stand for,and I dont know who Im mad at and im not sure why,I wonder if things happen by chance,or if what happens is just the way it should be. I am a poet though. A confused poet.It seems like a confused person is the only title I can put on myself lately,because it seems like the only thing that doesnt change is change itself,I noticed that Change is what made the mess that changed me into a mess that will be the mess that causes other bad endings which myself I would just call by my own definetion a mess. but nothing is certain anymore,and I dont know what anything is for,I do know a statistic though that I dont think will ever change or get better. Its a statistic that some person figured out that calculated that each person spends about 30 years of their life being mad at family members or loved ones. Its my own statistic that I made up that each person spends about 30 years being mad at themselves, for being mad at family members or loved ones. They say its because people change so much that is impossible to love someone for forever,but if people change so much I wonder why we never change from stubborn to forgiving. You see if your a person that doesnt remember anything, I truley hope you will remember this. This whole world changes. The sun,the sky,the tides,and all the little nothings in between. Life is anything but the way we thought it should of been,change is not just what we do its who we are. I guess I am a confused,changing poet,or something around there,like I said I was never quite sure.