31 December 2012
I cant sleep ive been up for a while I cant think i cant eat i cant even smile I worried about the the future holds I lie awake wondering how to be bold Im scared of where ill go and what ill become Maybe a doctor a painter or maybe scum I dont know what tomorrow has in store I just have to be all i can be and maybe more
Just wrote this randomly sorry it kinda sucks. im not a poet
Future Worry • Opuss № I