Lost

May 24, 2013

I don't know where I'm going and I don't know where to start. I've been through a lot with strain on my heart. I could be wrong, but could I be right? Confusion, happiness, and fear. I don't know how I feel inside. This isn't my focus. I don't know if I should share. To go on or hold back, because I'm scared? Ready or not, If I run, Or I stay, I'll decide when the time comes. As for right now, I know who I am. I'll take my time as long as I can.

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amandac8214May 24, 2013

I am at the critical stage of life being a young adult. At this time I am faced with decisions on a day to day basis that can and will ultimately affect my future. This poem helps me keep in mind that even though I always feel like time is running out for me, I still have a chance to make decisions as I am faced with them, and realize that I do not have to make every single decision all at once. As long as I keep in tune with who I am, things will fall into place as time goes on.