What do I do with my life?
Extracurriculars
Running so far my feet can’t touch the floor
I’m lost
I don’t enjoy anything but writing
The pages that call my name
Keep my secrets between their pursed lips
No person is like this
What things do I like to do?
What do I love?
What does my heart throb for?
Writing
My heart calls for the expression
The words I can’t express unless I’m surrounded by my emotions
What do I like to do?
I never understood why
I never understood how
I was never my own person
One who only paid attention to herself
I’m the side character in my own life
Why is that?
Do I have to like everything?
I don’t know what to do
Besides write
And the paper will welcome me
Even after a day of ****** and claustrophobia
I’m safe in the arms of the pages
Safe forever:)