I'm in such a weird place. I can't describe it but then again I don't really want to. I hate the feeling I get when I'm here. I just wish I knew how to keep my ambitions going. B/c I don't know what to do when my faded wall paper starts to become a brighter hue. Do I need to leave? Do I need to stay? The only thing I'm certain of in this forsaken place is I'm unsure down to the core of me. And I just wish I knew what exactly it was that gets me so blue.

Fears take shape but only just enough to get it's strangle hold on my scruff. I can't breath all of the time and sometimes I wonder if it's all in my mind. Do I bring this upon myself while I pursue what I thought was a good time? What do I do while I'm trapped in this place where shadows caress my fear strickened face? But at least their touch is easy enough to take, compared to what they leave in their wake.

It's been an overwhelming experience since day I was born. I've been doubting my abilities since then as well.