If who I am is what I have, and what I have is lost, then who am I?
My actions have gotten me to the place that I am right now and I know that I will never be where I was before. And that is with him holding me close and telling me that I am safe in his arms, telling me that there is nothing to fear and that I will never have to worrie, that all he needs me to do is breath and he will handle the rest. But now I feel like a three year old all alone in this big world with no one to guide me no one to tell me that I am sonething that I am somebody that I do matter. I was foolish and I let him go, now I sit all alone in the corner, I have come to be the girl that no one will remember from the girl that everyone wants to hang out with on friday nights the girl that the guys fight over.It is hard to believe that over night I have become this from something that was so wounderful and worth while. Something that I wanted to wake up in the moring for, something that made me who I am. If who I am is what I have and what I have is lost, the who am I? Tell me that, you all made me who I am you placed me where you thought that I should be and now that I am not that tell me who I am!!!!!!!!!!! Tell me since you know what I think and what I feel tell me god damn it tell me!?!?!??!!??!?!?!?!??!