I'd be a worse person and a better person if I had never gotten to live my life.
I want to get it all back.
It was mine. It is mine. My destiny is not decided.
This 14 year-old mind cannot describe what I'm feeling. These words cannot retain what I am thinking.
An out-of-body experience that digs deep into my very soul. My core.
I want to take it back. Tell me how.
I am going to take it back. Starting now.
That child-like purity, with understanding beyond my years.
To my left I can reach into the past, and to my right I can stretch into the future.
I long for something new. I long for something fresh.
Forget about the past and enjoy the now. Finding my purpose while finding a way out of this ditch that I'm in. Created by my own two hands. Now, I drop the spade. Who am I? Who am I? This I want to know: Is there a difference between who I am, and who I should be?