What do I want out of life? In a way I know but afraid to actually peruse the paths to get what I want out of life. I know what I don’t want. Everyone pretty much knows what they don’t want. I can’t help feeling I’m in a pit of emotional negativity that’s just repeating the mistakes of the past.
Looking back at some of the songs/poems I’ve written in the past few months there’s a lot of negativity to them. I don’t want to really publish them on the Internet but then I feel like I’m being fake by not letting myself express myself. Then again the stuff I’ve written can be my own little personal therapy to help me cope with everything. So far it has.
I’ve accepted the situations that I’m in but that doesn’t mean I have to like them. I know I have to move on and this has been a easier process with friends and family supporting me. I feel like it’s just me that’s holding myself back from moving forward, like I’m afraid to make everything official, like I can’t accept the dead and just bury everything already.
