As I lay here writing what ever come to my mind.
it may be good it may not.
trying to figure out who I'm really am.
Figuring out if I'm really who I say I am.
trying to just cope with being me if there is even a me.
all my life and the age of 18 I still don't know who I am.
will I ever know who I am or will become?
why is it so difficult I should have been figure this out, but I guess you can tell I haven't.
Umm, damn, oh well! I guess it's just what it is. No mater what I try to do, it will never work anyways.
things doesn't go my way, therefore I don't get what I need or want.