This is the strangest life I’ve ever lived.
My eyes have caught something new and I’m very attracted to it. My heart tells me to chase after it before I lose the chance. However my brain tells me otherwise. I need to find my-self and ride the experimental road. I need to find my-self before I look for a new addiction. Which I agree with my inner thoughts but live in fear of what I could lose. I stand in the forever quicksand, fearful of movement in any direction. Watching the world past me by. I need to be more aggressive! I need a direction! A splash of paint that awakens my blank canva of a heart. Now I must deal with the emotional baggage I’ve been running from for so long. Who shall I be? What shall I do? I’m plagued by confusion.