Tears of Confusion
Entering Spring semester of my first year of college,
Exciting right?
matter of fact no,
Confusing is the word.
I missed my dorm,
my roommates,
my routine,
my friends,
my college!
So what was missing?
I remember a late night sitting in my balcony crying by myself realizing that I have changed especially this spring semester.
I realized,
I liked to be alone,
I did not want certain people as my friends anymore because I do not think they motivate me,
I like being busy,
I love eating healthy,
and lastly, I realized
That if it is not meant to be it will not be but if it is, it will happen for me.
I was not sad but more confused and asking questions to myself,
will I lose the extrovert in me?
will I lose my silly personality?
will people judge me for being a health freak?
All of this was so brand new but I knew that it was who I was,
It is who I am today,
And as the time went by it got difficult sure but I can now say I know myself and am in tune with who I truly am.
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