I want to be better.
I’m going to be better.
I’m want to do more.
I’m going to do more.
What am I doing?
Where am I going?
Get your life together.
You’re growing up.
You’re not going to be 17 anymore.
What if I live a life of loneliness?
Is that the life I will have in 10 years?
Will I cry myself to sleep everyday hoping the pain goes away?
Or will I be happy and excited for another day?
Do I think I’m capable of too much?
Are my expectations too high?
What are they?
I don’t know.
But I want to do something big.
I have this burning desire to do something that I can be remembered for.
Oh you’re being silly.
The pressure. It’s overwhelming.
To know my purpose in life.
To find out what I’m going to do.
The thoughts are too much.
The deeper I go, the quicker I drown.
Drowning in questions, doubts, possibilities.
But no answers.
I need answers.
I need the right answer.
I need to know what I’m doing and if it’s right.
If it’s not, please lead me to the right way.
The right path.
I don’t want to waste anymore time.
I need to know. Now.