Monday, August 31, 2015

Misplaced

I've always hated the first week of school, 

not just because it's the end of summer 

But that's when the projects come and the questions are asked, 

Who are you?

What do you like? 

What makes you happy? 

And my least favorite..just be yourself 
How can I be someone I don't know? 

I don't know the answers because somewhere along the way who i was, 

Was misplaced 

So this notorious senior year, im going to find myself 


I'm going to find what makes me happy 

And what doesn't 

What I like 

What I don't 

Who I am

And once I find that 

I will be that no matter what anyone else thinks. 

Because this life was for me. 

I'm going to live for me