I am young.
I am confused. At the same time, I couldn't be more sure.
I have a dream. I have goals.
I have love. I have happiness.
I have anger and angst and anxiety.
I want to be alone, but sometimes the silence scares me more than anything.
I fear what lurks in the dark while I am isolated.
I run into the dark in celebration with freedom holding my hand.
The part of life that actually matters for the duration is starting soon.
I can see it peaking over the horizon.
I am no fighter but, come at me!