Moi, and My Life

October 19, 2015

I am unsure of what's to come

I am unaware that life is changing, rapidly and quickly.

I am scared, anxious, and nervous. Why can't I stop shaking?

I am tired of the same thing, I want some spice to ignite my life

I am myself, and nothing can change that.

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