Sometimes I Don't Know

where I'm going in life and I can never figure out whether or not I'm heading one way and that way only or another way and that way only. I can't seem to get it out of my mind that I need to be a certain someway so that I can be happy, does it seem like I'm insane? maybe. Does it seem like I don't know what I'm getting myself into- yes, very much so yes. But even throughout all the self-questioning, I've managed to discover myself more and more as a person and I think that's why I like writing.