It's weird how when you're younger, you think you have it all figured out. Life.
But the older you get the more you realize things probably won't go as mentally planned as you thought when you were a 13 year old.

Things you thought you wanted aren't really what you want anymore. You give up your childhood dreams, afraid you've outgrown them.

But then you're stuck. Your back at the drawing board and the clock is ticking. Soon you have to decide what you wanna do in college and then with the rest of your life. You're sitting there wondering how much time has went by.

Just yesterday you were the eight year old wanna be rockstar. Now you're 16 in high school with no clue what you're gonna do, waiting for a divine sign.

Stuck during what's supposed to be the best time of your life.